Let’s discuss
insane, we agree here–
stay the hand with its
flavor of malice.
Let’s be focused
Leave the contentious
gun, without motive;
it simply is
Let’s draw a line,
trigger oughts and not,
til the line is crossed
leaving bullets to remains
and notes, candles, flowers
on the walk
Let’s redraw the line,
straightening up
What’s the choice,
our civilized right to arms
or the barbaric wrongs of fists, knives?
The intimate
knife knowing each death’s
doing, soaked
in molten blood unboound
Such a mess
takes time, lethal hands
take one at a time
.
A gun simply is
indifferent, serving purpose–
two seconds from dance floor to casket.
Imagine the dark
shots, bodies bleeding
away from living
one gun carving 50 dead
and still
claiming the place
of innocent bystander