Nashville Shame

Nashville Shame

Where are the hoods of yesteryear,

That covered guilty faces?

Where are the masks with staring eyes,

That once hid your disgraces?

No need for them? You’re brave enough,

To demonstrate your hate?

No longer hiding absolute rule,

You openly legislate.

No secret ritual conceived in dark,

Is needed anymore:

You make your bold plan very clear,

Right there on your House floor.

Have children died, are you dry-eyed,

Does your wallet remain filled?

Have you explained to those remained,

How you ignore the children’s blood spilled?

Your youth parade, they seek your aid,

But you have chosen to grandstand.

What were you paid, your justice fades,

And death now stains your hands.

So, Tennessee, you cannot flee,

The shame that you accept.

Your people see, the deep degree,

Of a debt you will regret.

So, take your pay from the NRA,

Your voters know your names.

So, Tennessee, get your thirty,

But you have shown all your shame.

Cliff Lake 4/7/2023

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