Sunday, December 16, 2012

we make our sorrows



The lone gunman roared
In the rifle he shot
Every moving target he saw
In his mind it was war

The crazies in our lives
The militants in our society
It never comes as a surprise
It is death waiting to happen

The man's inventions
The weapons of mass destruction
The gun dealers and manufacturers
They don't see death at their doors

In their minds it is wealth creation
On the blood of those who will be shot
So it never comes as a surprise
It is only sorrow when lives are lost

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