Charlie Kirk
what a jerk,
believing in myths
rather than truths.
I say he’d look better
in his undies and a shirt,
than a satin lined box
and a cross.
He was a strapping boy,
with not a bad head,
but someone took exception to his words
and shot him dead.
Shit happens,
as has been said.
Poor Charlie,
barely 30,
imagine the damage he could have done,
if someone hadn’t taken to him with a gun.
Not that I am saying that,
it would only cause armed combat,
if one side takes up arms,
the other side would do the same.
And where would that take us,
somewhere whack,
from where we’d not come back.
No, I don’t want that.
I wanted Charlie to live to see,
a black, transgender, lesbian president,
being beloved as widely evident.
And the son he was yet to have,
kissing his husband deeply in love.
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