Without The Rocks

Screaming, crying with dismay,

while the horrors still persist.

Bodies piling by the day,

as we try to calmly resist.

We know this is a distraction

from the damning Epstein files.

Filled to the brim with governing officials

and revolting pedophiles.

Nazis from the bargain bin,

starved for cash and blood.

Pouring to the streets

in a blood and bullet flood.

But we all know the truth,

they're cowards in wolf clothing.

With vile, villainous intent

fueled by classic conservative loathing.

The Second Amendment, once a virtue

is now an invite for death.

While innocent kids are thrown to the side,

drawing their last breath.

I'm not proud to be an American,

where freedom comes and dies.

As we witness with revulsion,

unable to remove our eyes.

I miss the days of stability,

when people could be nice,

and in case I wasn’t clear before,

fuck ICE, fuck ICE, FUCK ICE.