Pick Up That Gun

Pick Up That Gun
© Surazeus
2024 01 10

Walking on the beach by the hungry sea, 
to contemplate long strange path of my life, 
I find the gun I lay down in the sand 
to reject the manifest destiny 
for global empire of the oil-well king 
built on foundation of white privilege. 

I pick up that gun forged in flames of Hell 
and aim it at mindless eye of the sun, 
then mouth the bang of war with wordless tongue 
to contemplate absurdity of pride 
we feel to fight for land of liberty 
in freedom crusade against tyranny. 

When gangs of thieves attack land of the free 
to install their tyrant in the White House 
so they can exploit all the hungry poor, 
we join forces to fight for liberty 
with equal justice for all under law 
in war to defend our democracy. 

Beneath Stars and Stripes that waves in the wind 
I pick up that gun I once threw away 
and vow to defend our democracy 
so every person alive in this land 
may live free as they will, if they harm none, 
so come, Children of Love, and fight for truth.