Andrew Griffin tells it like it is.
This week the powerful,
The ones used to training weapons
On unknown others,
Had a gun turned on them.
In a panic they barricaded the doors,
Furiously tapped and tweeted
And dialed their cellphones,
Then fashioned stone-age spears
Out of snapped flagpoles,
As the Prime Minister hid in a closet.
In the end none of them died.
Who did die?
An average joe just doing his job
And a mad man with a sick mind
Poisoned by religion.
Just as earlier in the week
Another average joe doing his job
Was killed by a different mad man
With a sick mind poisoned
By the same religion,
But that was nowhere near
The man hiding in the closet
So, like who gives a fuck, right?
The man in the closet
Poked his head out,
Just long enough to squeak
Before he disappeared again
To plan how the people…
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