Rewrite of the Kiss classic-Love Gun
Protest louder!
I really don't understand
All the bad news lately
Seems this nation has gone to rot
Let's unite together
Make Trump's jaw drop
Chorus
What's gonna happen to all of us come tomorrow?
Left with no place to run
From men hiding behind masks
So damn overeager
To pull the trigger of their
Ice gun
Ice gun
Don't misunderstand me
Damn shame to seperate a family
I'll never get why
You wanna takea child from their mama
Don't you care at all
When they cry
With precious human life
You can't play the gambler
Can't simply lay down a bet
Get your shit together
No more take a child from their mama
Don't you see
You're getting all America
So upset!
Chorus
Ice gun
Ice gun
Ice gun
Ice gun
Ice gun
Ice gun
Ice gun
Ice gun
2025 Ramona Thompson Felton
This one hits with that raw,
This one hits with that raw, fed‑up honesty that protest pieces need. You took the energy of a classic and flipped it into something urgent and now, calling out the coldness we’re seeing in real life. The “ice gun” metaphor is sharp—captures that chilling mix of power, fear, and detachment that’s tearing families apart.
I appreciate how you balance the anger with compassion, especially around the children. That’s where the heart of the poem really lands. It’s bold, it’s loud, and it’s not afraid to name what’s wrong. Keep raising your voice—pieces like this remind folks to stay awake and stay human.