Clauses 15 and 16

Clauses 15 and 16

Your NRA primer in hand,

Waving your 15 around,

Like you’re taking some kind of stand.

Well, it ain’t you taking the heat.

It ain’t you gunned down in the street.

You don’t see the blood pooling at your feet.

“What we need is a good guy with a gun!”

Well, there’s a bad guy out there with one.

You cross his trail I bet you cut and run.

“Shall not be infringed!” you cry.

That’s the only part you know, my guy.

There’s more to it and you can find it if you try.

There’s more than Breitbart

There’s more than Fox.

Come out of that echo box.

Why is it truth you fight?

But I’m asking:

How can the facts hurt you?

It’s only knowledge…

Get your mind right.

We’ve seen children massacred in their schools.

Still we suffer these blood lusting fools,

Who claim they’re pro-life while the cooling blood pools.

Why are you so beholden to a killing machine?

How can you ignore the terrified screams,

Of dying children who won’t live out their dreams?