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Early Morning Gun Toting Kid - Poem by Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)

early morning
gun toting kids
up early shooting

anything
on
sight?

'hate it
when the
neighbour's

kid

at daybreak
is in my
backyard

shooting
ants
on sight'

'yep
should
pick

on
something
his

size

tadpoles
in a shallow
pond'

'At least
it's not your house
or you! '

an American president
wants to take home personal guns
away from citizen Americans

ignoring several hundred black Americans
are shot dead on streets every month by cops
cops apparently immune from prosecutions

beware an American president
turning a blind eye turning his back
not a word to say on the subject

about killer cops
shooting citizens
Black Americans

dead on streets
discarded subject
politically loaded subject

racist

not defending innocent murdered American people
by making numerous multiple killer cops accountable
yes your safer in your house than on streets people


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Topic(s) of this poem: murder, politics, racism


Poet's Notes about The Poem

first quotation the artist Mark Richard Nichols
second quotation the Poet Terence George Craddock
third quotation Jeff Yengst
Written in January 2016 on the 13&16.1.2016.

Comments about Early Morning Gun Toting Kid by Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)

  • Terry Craddock (1/17/2016 3:05:00 AM)


    Thank you for that Melvina. I have found racist killings in America over the decades sickening. But indifference to injustice exists in most countries, it is sometimes harder to tolerate in our own country; the neoliberalism which swept New Zealand under Helen Clark was one of the reasons I left, but then I live on the beautiful West Coast of the South Island, the area of which the then racist New Zealand Prime Minister Helen Clark calls inbred.

    But the area is rich in folklore and literature. Keri Hulme was living in Okarito on the West Coast I believe, when she won the Booker Prize for her novel The Bone People in 1984.

    Eleanor Catton won the Booker Prize in 2013 The Luminaries and was infamous for the Cattongate incident. “During an interview at the Jaipur Literary Festival in January 2015, Catton said in passing that the governments of Australia, Canada and New Zealand were countries led by “ neo-liberal, profit-obsessed, very shallow, very money-hungry politicians who do not care about culture... They care about short-term gains. They would destroy the planet in order to be able to have the life they want. I feel very angry with my Government. Prime Minister John Key said he was disappointed at Catton's lack of respect for his Government”.
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  • Melvina Germain (1/16/2016 11:26:00 PM)


    So true and stated, telling it like it is Terry, thank you for that and who cares about politically correct. This poem should stay and be read by many Americans who are turning a blind eye. Truth is it's a slow genocide and some believe in their small minds that it's ok to shoot and kill Black people. Their as sick as the day is long and when will that old hate dissapate, who knows but at least we must all acknowledge that truth is truth and find our own way to share such in the hope one day peace will surely reign and people can live in such a space. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your packed full of truth poem, it is so appreciated my friend..... (Report) Reply

  • Terry Craddock (1/16/2016 6:19:00 PM)


    Beware readers, the above poem is not perhaps politically correct, politically correct often being an excuse for cowardice and racism, there is a difference between what is right and what is law, in Nazi Germany under Hitler the mass killing of Jews was both lawful and state policy. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 17, 2016


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