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An American Slaughter

An American Slaughter

In memory of the Las Vegas Massacre victims

By: Jared Ford


The darkness is thick today. 



The sensation of weight, drags my heart low within,

Doubt & confusion convert my mind into haze.

It will not relinquish, in these coming days,

As stories are told & pictures are shown.


While our joyfulness weakens, national unity deepens.

When an American dies, there is no divide.

Alone, their blood spills, but together, we bleed. 

Anger is here, but for now, we must grieve.

For our brothers and sisters, our lovers, our children,

These were our future, stolen & frozen.


Preserved in the past, let them not die in vain.

Remember this feeling, the heartbreak, the pain,

The anger that follows, supplying rage like a viper,

Let it permeate your thoughts, that cowardly sniper!

An American died! An American died! 


"We'll get those responsible, may they burn evermore!"

"How dare someone strike us? The U. S. of A!"


In the rising suns light, a chilling revelation unfolds...

An American did this? An American did this?!?


A snake in our midst, his heinous gaze affixed,

On his own countrymen, our women and children.

Like Benedict Arnold, like Judas to Jesus,

One of our own, for wicked reasons unknown,

Preyed down upon them, his thirst unencumbered

His anger! His rage! He pillaged & plundered, 

Stealing and thieving our friends & our family.


One by one — he extinguished their flame — 

Darkness arrives — survives, where still carcass lie,

Where blood pours forth, the blood of a nation,   

An American did this...  an American Satan.


So remember this feeling, the heartbreak and pain

And know it will follow, where hate and fury still reign

Let love fill your heart, let peace lift you higher, 

And may we never again, unexpectedly cry:

"An American died! An American died!"


- Jared Ford -
















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