That the silence is deafening
Is perhaps why we cannot hear,
A numbness now so accustomed to,
It’s just a momentary fear.
A nine-day wonderment
And this too will be forgotten
Amidst words of impressive rhetoric
From the PM and Opposition.
John King’s “How many more”
Chokes me one more time
As I attempt to turn this matter over
In my overworked mind.
All of this after we were told
By a top legal and top constabulary
We may go about our business as usual,
There's no need to worry.
The deflection and side stepping
Are at work again
And the real culprits are enabled
And continue to reign.
The whole weight comes down
On the shooter of the gun
And the police must chase the assassin
That is now on the run.
But no note of the importer
That brought in the gun,
Not one is being brought to justice:
No, not one!
Do you mean to tell me
Gun importers are so elusive
To evade the police intelligentsia?
Why that’s impressive!
Flying below police radar
Or better still, high up above,
These operators can’t be apprehended
For money or for love.
Another one bites the dust!
This time, a thirteen-year-old
And mere sentiment is poured out
O’er his body cold.
Why wasn’t he at home
Preparing for school?
Did they not know this is an area
Where illegal guns rule?
Why of everybody out there
He was the only one shot?
It’s as though this aspiring schoolboy
Was central to some plot.
Come on right thinking bajans
Do not cloud up the issue,
Those that are ultimately responsible
Are not the shooting youth.
But people in high places
Like in politics or commerce
Where the dollar sign is the bottom line
And after which some thirst.
One top cop iterated
It is through legitimate ports
Yet none of these illusive importers
Come before our courts.
Target the gun importers
And make it difficult for them,
Deal with the symptoms for sure
But also, the problem.
And when they are discovered
Do not cover up the info,
Regardless of profile or prominence
John public needs to know.
So that this youth’s demise
And the several gone before
Would be remembered as the catalyst
That shut the gun import door.
For the silence is deafening
And our youth are dying
And the importers of the damnable guns
Are the only ones thriving.
Stewart Russell © March 27, 2025
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