guns
Dear America
How many angels
gunned down
in schools
out shopping
dancing
dating
sleeping
living
loving
before heaven fills up?
By BB Bullet, can I ask you a question? Why are you so terrible? In the wake of your onslaught things, turn horrible See how you rip through bodies and kill so many dreams Just a ripple from the trigger sends blood flowing in streams Made by man but yet given a life of your…
Read MoreBy SR Change to me means Choosing Hands And Not Guns Every time My past involves quick tempers Over problems that were simple Running to a gun to end someone’s life Instead of duking it out and hearing you won in our fight Our human bodies have been formed To easily recover from bumps n bruises But a close life lost…
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