The mystery of a gun

Why would someone want
to have a weapon which can kill ?
Why would someone think it clever,
to injure, hurt, destroy?
Why would someone take delight
in blood and tears and death?
Why would someone think a gun
defends against all threats?
Why would someone so mistrust
this life and all it brings?
Why would someone bathe in blood,
a bird which only sings?
Why would someone let their child
hold such angry thoughts?
Why would someone teach their child
a gun is how life works?
Why would someone want to aim
and fire with deadly force?
Why would someone so despair
a gun is all they trust?
Why would someone so believe
that guns must be a must?
The mystery is written clear,
and easy to define,
a gun makes them feel powerful,
but maims their soul inside.
And yet the truth is never told,
that power rests in them not,
nor in the gun they think they need;
it’s fear which calls the shots.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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