In ancient Carthage bronze and angry gods
demanded children’s blood and children’s bones
and people bowed their heads down on the stones
knowing their city’s life hung on those odds.
These babies sacrificed in all their gore
this blood of innocents was shed to save
protect, defend the rest, the parents gave
their children to be safe from theft or war.
So, in America, the mighty Gun
likewise demands this high and bloody price
in children, in a bloody sacrifice
to stern necessity, what must be done.
The Gun, like Moloch, keeps the people free.
But these are not my gods, will never be.
15th December 2012