Shame

Why do people look at me as if, I'm fruit from a poisonous tree I'm not strange and wouldn't hurt a flea yet they act, as if they see a killer bee Avoiding eye contact, then running off I'm brand new and not feed from a trough I'm not beautiful, just a piece of fine art take a look, you'll see, what sets me apart I may look big but, I'm an average weight When you pick me up, your fear will abate You can hold me with your hand, to investigate If you want to learn the truth, don't speculate People segregate, perpetuate or regulate fear Please let me educate you, about my sear Put my butt, on your shoulder, and hold it there As you learn, practice safety and always beware I'm strong and powerful and benefit all mankind Vision and sanity required, I can't read man's mind I'm a new semi-automatic weapon with many a name Man made, blame his greed, insanity for the shame

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Joe Maverick

Date: 5/8/2015 3:54:00 PM

Hello Tom, you put the thinking on us with this subject..' Its hard to quantify what is 'best' or 'bad' about the use of guns, I often think the problem is that the world is vastly more populated than when firearms were used to 'kill' for sustenance..' daily;there was a different attitude with people then, I think it was more matter of fact towards 'guns' which would be a better thing..'

David Fisher

Date: 3/20/2013 6:49:00 PM

Nicely done. I saw patriotic and thought there would be someting interesting, but I'm slow on the uptake until I got to the last stanza. My own state is an embarrassment with 'control'.