GUN CONTROL- A POEM

Gun control? I'll shoot them all dead.

“Your money or your life?”He shouted aloud
He had a gun
He had the guts
He also had the control
“I want all your profits”
“I want all the expensive things you got”
His mother loved him
His father adored him
So he got an ice cream
Funny, smart
He made the people laugh 

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Years passed behind him
Friends he knew left him
Time was running against him
He had to get the money
He had to get the life
Youthful days were over
He had to be a man
He had a job
He had to work
He had to get control
Hungry, angry
He made the people laugh


 One chance he had to take
The extra money he had to make
It wasn't going to come from the dough he had to bake
But the law he had to break 
The money for the life he had to change
He could no longer watch life spin out of control

Now control this!

 “All of you get down to the floor” 

Personal Gun control collections.

“Show me the   money or I’ll show you your life”
He had the gun
It didn't contain any liquids.
He had the control
“Why does he always get a gun?”
“He is a boy” was the reply. 
They always start with toys.
Laugh today, cry tomorrow
Desperate , callous

Why are the people no longer laughing?

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