Sonnet Sunday’s Assassin’s (BONUS)

One time we could all speak our mind

Two sides given to all mankind

Can’t get your way, lash right out

Never knowing what it’s about

Slavery finally turned dead

A great man shot in the head

Franz sent millions home in a box

Mortars coming, get to the fox

Hitler comes, no one kills this bloke

Uncountable turned into smoke

Moa’s billions die starving and sick

He’s not eliminated quick

Johnny K’s death opened the damn

Thousands are dead from Vietnam

Notice how the good are chosen

All the while evil’s time frozen

Think you’re righteous, go on and run

We’re not the moron with the gun

Justice never from a barrel

A generation left sterile

Go ahead, look down that scope’s eye

That’s the way that freedom will die