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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Guns on the rise Hero's fall The preacher man ask me never to curse a thing I replied not if I have to curse one day Guns on the rise Hero's fall The day gun was made Worth a curse A fast way to end a life Is not worth a Praise For all this shooting All this killings on before Our eyes say how much Evil was of that day Guns on the rise Hero's fall One man up Another man down Always a human minus A Gun rule brutal display of no moral sense An object of devaluation It made day I wish to curse Guns on the rise Hero's fall One man meat is Another mans Poising What a day I wish to curse For this object is a morden vampire on the hands of our Morden empires So now you see Some people now falling So some other people raising In power Guns on the rise Hero's fall Right in front of our eyes The brave fall Right in front of our eyes Our prophets are devour Who runs this cold world For either they are not human Or far from being human For the red stains of the innocents Makes that day I wish to curse A day not worth a praise Guns on the rise Hero's fall My ancestors was murdered Brutally by this object called gun History is a with ness to this Till now some where out there May be now while I still write in peace Some one is down again by this object May be tomorrow again Will be another gunshot Hmmm......what a day Guns on the rise Hero's fall I wonder if a gunman prays I wonder what God he knows I wonder how a gunman sleeps At night I wonder who is his best friend For this life's gone by so fast Time after time Makes me answer to the preacher man Saying if I was to curse a day It will be the gun day For our Hero's are right in Front of our eyes murdered by This guns! Still it goes on and on and on.
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