Silicon Investor (SI) -- The First Internet Community

STOCKTALK

We've detected that you're using an ad content blocking browser plug-in or feature. Ads provide a critical source of revenue to the continued operation of Silicon Investor. We ask that you disable ad blocking while on Silicon Investor in the best interests of our community. If you are not using an ad blocker but are still receiving this message, make sure your browser's tracking protection is set to the 'standard' level.

Pastimes : A Poetry Corner -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: elpolvo who wrote (673)	1/19/2003 5:07:50 AM
From: HG	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 1582

The sun is setting on the century, And we are armed to the teeth, We're all working together now, To make our lives mercifully brief, Schoolkids keep trying to teach us, What guns are all about, Confuse liberty with weaponry, And watch your kids act it out, Every year now like christmas, Some boy gets the milkfed suburban blues, Reaches for the available arsenal, And saunters off to make the news, And the women in the middle, Are learning what poor women have always known, That the edge is closer than you think, When your men bring the guns home. Look at where the profits are, That's how you'll find the source, Of the big lie that you and i, Both know so well, In the time it takes this cultural, Death wish to run it's course, They're gonna make a pretty penny, And they're all going to hell, He said the chickens all come home to roost, Yeah, malcolm forecasted this flood, Are we really gonna sleep through another century, While the rich profit off our blood? True, it may take some doing, To see this undoing through, But in my humble opinion, Here's what i suggest we do: Open fire on hollywood, Open fire on MTV, Open fire on NBC, And CBS and ABC, Open fire on the NRA, And all the lies they told us, Along the way, Open fire on each weapons manufacturer, While he's giving head, To some republican senator. And if i hear one more time, About a fool's right, To his tools of rage, I'm gonna take all my friends, And i'm gonna move to canada, And we're gonna die of old age.