Guns

Written by: Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

A gun so nice to hold
Firm grip from one so bold

Shiny bullets fingers do enfold
To only the brave guns are sold

Not only to the brave are coffins sold
Silk lined some are, but still rot and mould 

Not only bought for the unfortunate ill, we’re told
Not a perk for those growing infirm or old

Lives wiped out gone feelings left cold
Guns to the brave are always sold

Coffins the innocents do enfold
Firm to the grip, handles cold

A gun so nice to hold
A body not, I am told.

©~GG~ 16/01/2013

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