Thirty-Eight States                     [Part 3 of my Firearms Trilogy]

 

Original poetry by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Structure Scheme: Accent points align for all 4 verses.

 

Please read along to my Spoken Verse Performance.

 

 

INTRO

 

Sometimes politics can seem contrary,

 

Like when we fought over open carry,

 

And supporters of open carry won.

 

 

After spending millions on the fight,

 

Nobody ever exercised their right,

 

Saying: "Only a fool would show their gun."

 

 

So as "gun guys" continued to conceal,

 

One man started asking: "Hey, what's the deal?"

 

"Why'd they waste the effort, if not earnest?"

 

 

They'd rather have kept their reasons unknown.

 

But he kept on 'til their secret was blown:

 

To form militia units was the purpose.

 

 

VERSE 1

 

As we walked down the street,

 

At a college which taught,

 

Fine arts and liberal studies.

 

 

From a pickup's back seat,

 

Someone clad in camo shot,

 

The finger at me and my buddies.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

We had just been exposed,

 

To the New World that day.

 

'Cept back then none of us knew it.

 

 

Marshall Law was imposed.

 

With a right wing power play.

 

We stood by and just let 'em do it.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Thirty-eight states.

 

That's what they needed.

 

Thirty-eight states:

 

How Republicans succeeded.

 

With a right wing power play,

 

Militia members now display,

 

Tools of death in light of day.

 

While the rest of us dismay,

 

Because we let 'em win 38 states.

 

Snowflake meme found on Shooter Jobs Facebook page.

 

BRIDGE #1

 

We felt we were showing grace,

 

Accepting "snowflake" slurs made to our face,

 

While we talked green deals and reparations.

 

 

 

Saying 'right to life' was their emphasis,

 

Frightened seniors and white supremacists,

 

Tended to "end of days" preparations.

 

 

 

And while Hillary had a greased road,

 

Comey spoke, then Trump entered beast mode.

 

The alt-right showed up, and called out: "Check mate!"

 

 

 

Now it's difficult to reverse,

 

America's open carry curse,

 

After loosing thirty-eight states.

 

 

 

The Central-Kentucky Militia Facebook page has this para-military vehicle photo.

A photo of a Jeep fitted with a machine gun for American militia duty.

VERSE 3

 

In the Good Book we learned,

 

That a meek man just might

 

Do well, if he sought salvation.

 

 

Down here tables are turned.

 

Voting ain't a sacred right,

 

When battle trucks front polling stations.

 

 

 

BRIDGE #2

 

Hey, nobody's going to debate,

 

That our founding fathers assumed,

 

We'd have a single shot rifle, or two,

 

Displayed proudly up on the mantle.

 

And a flint lock might be on our hip,

This meme about tomahawks was found on ballmemes.com.

Here's a pic of a tomahawk, which is the combination of an axe on the front side and a knife on the back end.

But probably not when going into towns.

 

And for a hand to hand confrontation,

 

A tomahawk could be a deterrent.

 

 

And while that right is innate,

 

We should have one exhumed.

 

And ask him what we should do,

 

With 25 bullets in an assault rifle,

 

And pistols with 15 in a clip.

 

And countless arsenals with thousands of rounds.

 

I'd like to have that conversation,

 

And cover shooting sprees which are recurrent.

 

 

 

 

 

This "Patriotism" quote was found on the Texas Militia website.

Here's a quote about Rep. Ron Paul's thoughts on patriotism in the USA, saying it doesn not mean obedience to our great nation.

VERSE 4

 

As he tried to, with rhymes,

 

Warn of what might happen.

 

Some asked him: "What could the harm be?"

 

 

When they traversed state lines,

 

Merging weaponry and men.

 

Militias then turned into armies.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Thirty-eight states.

 

That's what they needed.

 

Thirty-eight states:

 

How Republicans succeeded.

 

With a right wing power play,

 

Militia members now display,

 

Tools of death in light of day.

 

While the rest of us dismay,

 

Because we let 'em win thirty-eight states.

 

The End

 

Copyright Michael Kimbro 2019.  All rights reserved.

 

Keywords: Poems about guns, firearm poetry.