Guns

Thu, 07/25/2019 - 00:02 -- char_01

Guns are like cars that hit people 

To the point where they fall to the ground 

laying there in a pool of blood.

Guns have the power to take over one's

life, like a person being

put under a witch’s spell.

Ending their lives in such tragedy,

after having so much of the world to 

experience, 

so much to learn and so much to enjoy, 

but couldn’t because of that click of a gun.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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