Registration: A poem
 

First they came for registration
My lips befell still and silent
Then they came for my handguns
Still my lips were silent
Then they came for my rifles
Still my lips were silent
Then they came for my shotguns
Still my lips were silent
Then they came for my freedoms
I was powerless to stop them
Then they came for my children
There was nothing I could do
Then they came for me,
My soul befell still and silent.

Re: Registration: A poem
 

(chills)

Re: Registration: A poem
 

Yeah, lets just not let it get to that point, and speak up when they start talking about registration.

Re: Registration: A poem
 

(bump)
sorry people, not enough comments on this one.