Dont talk to me<\/p>\n
or preach aloud<\/p>\n
the biblical approach<\/p>\n
a boy a girl a baby<\/p>\n
how can a pure soul broach<\/p>\n
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such a conflicting story<\/p>\n
of compassion and empathy<\/p>\n
with children in your aura<\/p>\n
and a your victim by your knee<\/p>\n
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seconds before \u00a0enjoying life<\/p>\n
this ungulate of old<\/p>\n
was feeding and was needing<\/p>\n
its sustenance of gold<\/p>\n
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eyes looking every which way<\/p>\n
a heart resolved to joy<\/p>\n
no doubt thinking<\/p>\n
wondrous thoughts<\/p>\n
and hopeful to employ<\/p>\n
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himself across the myriad plains<\/p>\n
till the pastor ambled by<\/p>\n
his rifle at the ready<\/p>\n
and his bible<\/p>\n
asking why<\/p>\n
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thou should not kill<\/p>\n
thou should not<\/p>\n
but why not its a thrill<\/p>\n
to see a wondrous living soul<\/p>\n
crash down and just lay still<\/p>\n
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its great heart stopped a’sunder<\/p>\n
its blood not coursing through<\/p>\n
a subject for a family photograph<\/p>\n
which is what you do<\/p>\n
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when you pulled your trusty trigger<\/p>\n
and sent that ball of steel<\/p>\n
rushing through the air<\/p>\n
for that moment<\/p>\n
it was real<\/p>\n
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it smashed into that animals chest<\/p>\n
destroyed its very gait<\/p>\n
sent it sprawling into oblivion<\/p>\n
at a fair old rate<\/p>\n
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and there beside your children<\/p>\n
you sport your evil gun<\/p>\n
you sit with them<\/p>\n
you make them smile<\/p>\n
we wonder what you’ve done<\/p>\n
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really for christianity<\/p>\n
for Jesus for us all<\/p>\n
you cut down in its prime<\/p>\n
this wondrous beast<\/p>\n
you bloody fool<\/p>\n
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I can have no respect at all<\/p>\n
for anyone who feels<\/p>\n
they have the right to take a life<\/p>\n
for honest it reveals<\/p>\n
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and arrogance afore thought<\/p>\n
a psychopathic streak<\/p>\n
professing at a rate of knots<\/p>\n
to a simple fit of pique<\/p>\n
when infact your the devil incarnate<\/p>\n
and who would, argue with me<\/p>\n
the beast that you have killed<\/p>\n
the animals that now miss him<\/p>\n
all that blood you’ve spilled<\/p>\n
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and for what<\/p>\n
what was the purpose<\/p>\n
for you did end a life<\/p>\n
and karma’s waiting for you<\/p>\n
around the next bend<\/p>\n
in your \u00a0 life<\/p>\n
and you can pray to heaven<\/p>\n
you can pray all day<\/p>\n
the fact is you took your gun<\/p>\n
and you blew a soul away<\/p>\n
in front of tiny children<\/p>\n
you found the need to kill<\/p>\n
concocting some sad reason<\/p>\n
and thus you will be paying till<\/p>\n
all the victims relatives<\/p>\n
have come and gone for they<\/p>\n
must suffer grief because of what you<\/p>\n
did for them today<\/p>\n
the woeful state they experience<\/p>\n
its all because of you<\/p>\n
so think hard about Jesus<\/p>\n
see if he gets you through<\/p>\n
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