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.
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Last edited by gendoikari87; 01-27-2011 at 07:56 AM..
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