In the wake of the Trump assassination tempt, a time to examine whatever flavor of violence we might, find attractive.
Father Violence
Search your heart America
I am your father
Slamming shots
Wile preying for won’s enemies
Something something is a miss
That off shoot
Of a taste of violence
In sum lust resort
Due me
A flavor
As a madder of coarse
Right off as
Accrual karma
Taken out alone
As just
Ballots flying
Led astray
That simp list solution
To a deeply rooted problem
Cheer led
As a posit of democracy
And what do we get in the end?
A mirror
Buy product
Of hour transactional nature
As creation weeps
In the presence
Of daze of destruction
Fathered by violence
