SLIP the purple falcon
into your own civil war.
BITE that venom before
you start to fight, then
stand up, and blame it on
jesus christ,
freedome, with guns.
freedome, with your
own locks, on your own front
doors...
SWIRLING, circular, reflections
of a peaceful day.
freedome, with guns.
freedome, with the locks on
your own front doors.
SLIP that purple falcon
into your own civil wars,
and bite that venom before
you blame on jesus christ.

DAVID GERARDINO

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drugs-guns-stupidity-01/