Thoughts and Prayers

 
Here come the thoughts and prayers  
Which feels more like an insincere common phrase nowadays  
It’s like watching some officials take a brush and dustpan  
Sweeping the mess under the rug  
Until it happens again  
 
It’s become a lifeless expression  
From those who profit from it when they’re the actual enablers  
Then they wash their hands to be guilt free of the situation  
Like good old Pontius Pilate  
History repeats itself  
 
I live in a great nation  
That prides itself on freedoms and basic human rights  
But the price of admission can come with a great cost  
If it’s at the wrong place and time  
Good luck on the card you draw  
 
And the irony…  
Some call themselves children of God claiming they love Jesus  
But the pro-lifers like to pose for pics with instruments of death  
Like they’re going to war  
Screaming “Come and try”  
 
So, do I feel safe? The fuck I do  
Not when some extreme votin’ gun totin’ maniac lingers in the shadows  
For whatever the odds or circumstances or statistics may be  
Thoughts and prayers won’t do shit for me  
Because it will happen again