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Preface:
The Right-Wing’s line of crap
Says we all must be well-strapped
So fundamentalist fanatics
All carryin’ automatics
Loaded guns ‘n scripture
What’s wrong with this picture?
Fingers on the trigger
Hatin’ on the nigger
Who had the fucking nerve
To beat out Mitt and serve
Whose candidates espouse
Out the corner of their mouths
It’s all Obama’s mess
And these yahoos all go “YES!”
And the bigoted hate-filled blather
Works them up into a lather:
(God, I have ta do somethin’…soon)
Yeah, it ain’t Wall Street that robs
It’s them Mexes take our jobs
All them brown-skinned sons of bitches
Pickin’ lettuce, diggin’ ditches
Keepin’ me from rightful riches
All the jobs that I could do
All that work that’s goin’ to
All them immigrants that take
All the money I could make
It’s a fucking lousy bitch
Man, I gotta scratch this itch
(Shit, this trigger finger itches!)
In the name of our Lord Jesus
Rid us of them all who squeeze us
‘Cause just like Trump and Cruz
And them people on Fox News
I know it’s all THEIR fault
And we better build that wall
‘Cause if we don’t were done
Immigrants is gonna run
Us white folk out of here
Fox is right that I should fear
Think I see my duty clear
(God, this finger REALLY itches!!)
And them others who’re so smart
Without Jesus in their heart
Who have never even heard
The true and righteous word
They’ve also caused our grief
With their lack of true belief
Gotta put these bastards down
They cannot push us around
Shall I be an instrument
Of the righteous heaven-sent
An avenging angel of
My lord and savior up above?
(God, Oh GOD! – My trigger finger won’t stop ITCHIN’!!!)
Is this is our great crusade?
All last night I prayed
And the answer loud and clear
Came thundering in my ear
“You know what you must do
For God and country you
Must cause some blood to spill
It is my word and will”
And so In God I trust
And will do what I must
(Oh God, yes Lord, it’s time!! IT’S TIME!!)
Lord, I will purify
In the name of Jesus I
Shall sanctify thy word
Yes, Lord thy will is heard
I will pick up my gun
And thy will shall be done
None shall escape thy wrath
In your name a bloody bath
I shall go forth and if I die
My sacred gun shall purify
(I do this in the name of Jesus Christ my Lord and Master)
It’s all their fault we do this
Their fault it’s all come to this
These others who just take
While I can’t get a break
These lib’rals who kill babies
These liberated ladies
Every nigger, Jew and gay
It’s time for them to pay
I do this as a Christian
On this, my holy mission
Yes, I am God’s true soldier
And His truth is in MY HOLSTER!
Amen.
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Filed under: angry rant, commentary, Poem, writing Tagged: Fundamentalists, Guns, NRA, Right- wing Barking in the Dark is run by Tony Powers, a writer/actor/musician.