The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Toronto Dead Guys Can't Do No Wrong
Toronto Dead Guys Can't Do No Wrong
Nightly reports of death by gun in public places,
Blatant gang guys doing it openly in our faces,
And even when they’re caught, they’re back out on bail,
With the free soft legal aid system; they just can’t fail.
It’s the welfare environment, we’re so well aware,
Jungle housing project, counter culture of despair,
Single mothers making many more fatherless boys,
Bouncing babies, bigger cheque, more toys, louder noise.
Multiculturalism gone mad but so correct,
Where no one would dare point out a gun suspect,
He’s just a fatherless friend who carries a gun,
Who would dare do that to some single mother’s son?
Blame the Americans, the cops and gun makers,
And its such good business for the undertakers,
Why do we need answers that are politically correct,
So lawyers and politicians still make the connect.
We met the enemy while looking in the mirror,
He’s here, he’s now and couldn’t get any nearer,
While our politicians are off traveling the globe,
Are we blind or missing parts of our frontal lobe?