BOOKS BEFORE GUNS
I pray every morning I’ll be blessed
I’m not yet…but I’m trying….
to understand when we ban books in schools
before we ban guns
Why we’re more afraid of our children learning
Than we are of our children dying.
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Categories:
guns, books,
Form: Rhyme
STAND IN LINE
It’s been 26 years since that tragic day in Colorado…April 20, 1999
when 10 students and one teacher were killed in Columbine.
I remember most of us in the country with tears flowing at the time
assumed that things would change…that they’d be different…after Columbine.
But nothing was done…despite how the the fabric of our country shook…
and 12 years
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Categories:
guns, grief,
Form: Rhyme
Damn Red Cooper
Damn Red Cooper is a son of a ,
fast with a gun, trigger finger will itch,
all the folks say that he’s killed twenty men,
now he’s saying that I’ll be one of them.
Damn Red Cooper had his eye on a girl,
worked the cathouse, liked to give her a twirl,
now mad as hell that she done left
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Categories:
guns, conflict, evil, history, marriage,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Dead Or Alive
So many murders it's overkill
but no one cares on Capitol Hill
and some are less concerned
it seems to me
with the killing of the living
(whose taxes pay the wages of sin)
to each U.S. Supreme Court employee
than that of the unborn
or perhaps I should be more forgiving
tho' lives are broken they remain unspoken
on the Washington White House South
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Categories:
guns, america, death, how i
Form: Rhyme
To be black
To be black
Is to constantly run
Maybe that's why they stereotype
Saying we are fast
Speaking of fast
That's what they say when a black girl has a nice ass
Because being black and being a woman
Means that it's our fault
And we deserve it
To be black
Is to constantly fight back
With the hope we won't be
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Categories:
guns, corruption, discrimination, prejudice, race,
Form: Free verse
It's Rude To Point
What's wrong with them Americuns
forever pointing fingers
always pointing guns
searching for someone to blame
never changes
stays the same
with 'Love thy neighbour,'
and 'Thou shalt not kill,'
religious to the core
hypocrites to boot
and what's more
shooting people children too
wondering why innocent die
and yet they haven't got a clue
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Categories:
guns, america, children, death, how
Form: Rhyme
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
They sing their songs
for those who drop bombs
we know very well for who
are the guns
Zionists who kill for pleasure and fun
They hold no rose for humanity
in name only
they sing for rape and death
and a babies last breath
their roses dead, their guns ablaze
The flower of love
the flower against oppression
the flower of life
amongst the
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Categories:
guns, angst, evil,
Form: Free verse
Guns and Ammo
Bullets come from the dead,
To kill the innocent;
For the injured,
Arrows lead to life -
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Categories:
guns, conflict, corruption,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Hundreds for Thousands
Rushing into the battlefield with all the might,
No turning back, fighting for what is right.
For the country, for the motherland,
Those hundreds for thousands, with rifles in their hand.
They have nothing, but memories of their loved ones,
All for their dearest motherland.
When we sleep in cozy beds,
They sleep on cold-stricken ground
When we eat heartily, they
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Categories:
guns, 9th grade,
Form: Free verse
SKEWED HUMAN NATURE
Kids screaming with joy,
toy guns fired at each other.
gifts from their parents:-
Teenagers shooting,
taking theirs' and others' lives;
firing parent’s gun:-
AI shooting games,
children joyfully playing;
parents happy:-
Murdering should not
be a gameplay for kids; let’s
check human nature:-
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Categories:
guns, allegory, children,
Form: Senryu
Feelings from a distance
Four gunshots go off
down, down, down, I go,
I wasn't even there
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Categories:
guns, 10th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Haiku
Machine Guns
Sitting here in Silence,
Machine Guns in my head.
The Echoing of things I said,
Firing every Second.
A dangerous place to tread,
Untying the Thread.
A place I dread,
Feeling already Dead.
Cant take back what was said,
Like bullets flying Ahead.
As they make their mark,
I light up my Spark.
Embracing the dark,
Cold, Harsh Truths.
Its No Use,
Stop the Abuse.
Its Everywhere,
You see.
In You,
In Me.
The Duality,
Hiding
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Categories:
guns, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Future or Death?
Future or Death
Ununderstable the powers of our world
This planet full of innovations and solutions
to make bombs, guns, super killer technologies,
but there are eight billion people on this planet
wants to live somewhere. Somewhere…
Soon nine, ten, eleven… billions of lives.
Here is no space, but empty the Space
Planets, solar systems, galaxies, all the Universe
Make living space by murdering
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Categories:
guns, fate, future, life, love,
Form: Free verse
Categories:
guns, new year,
Form: Free verse
The Use of Illegal Guns is never glamorous verses
With all due respect using my poetry of pain and suffering to advertise inspirational verses is truly sad glocks caused loss of life there is nothing inspirational about the effects of using an assault weapon truly sad place in American i watched a 9MM penetrative the body of a man while crawling on his belly
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Categories:
guns, allah,
Form: Lento
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