Guns
Deadly, fatal
Oh, so terrible
They are things filled with power
They can rip flesh from bone
They can wound, tear, and end lives
Guns give people a sense of false power,
Make people think they are mighty
and that they are in control
That they are bigger,
That nothing can go wrong
It's a false sense of power
It lets people behave recklessly
Nothing can be solved with guns
Not emotions, not a bully problem, not a marriage, not a war
Guns just continue the cycle of unending hate and violence
Guns will leave the world empty
Just dust and nothing more
04/17/12
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Poems (2012)
Poetry...And I unleash unto you, more torture. I never bothered with poetry before October 2011 and I didn't think I would have bothered with it after those last few poems in December. My poems are crappy, I say it all the time, but I'm kind of looking fo...
