Best Gunplay Poems

Please don’t blame the automatic weapon
that synagogue killed me, tragically,
the other day
The hands which held it
are Second Amendment clean — 
Gunpowder washed in crimson water
of dogma purity

I was just the latest recipient
of an over-the-counter, scarlet backorder
Which came with a limited scope range
death warranty: Multiple kill...

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Gunplay  1

They don´t have guns in heaven only tooth picks,
but god has got a golden gun, given to him by
the producer of James Bond movies. 
He toys with it just for fun when newcomers
arrive, but most of the time the gun is on top
of...

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Gunplay

The confused inner city kid
had a gun.
Another boy didn`t show him respect,
so he shot him dead.
The gun boy fled into a park,
under a bush hid.
He is a hero by younger boys.
Sirens and voices, they have got him now,
one bullet left,
wished he was back home with...

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Gunplay 

The confused inner-city kid
Had a gun
Another boy didn´t show him respect
So., he shot him dead.
The gun-boy fled into a park
Hid under a bush
Shivering in the cold rain.
Now he was a hero.
Sirens and voices, they have got him now.
One bullet left
Wished, he was back home...

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