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SHAKE THEIR IRON

SHAKE THEIR IRON

SHAKE THEIR IRON

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

A Gun shoots a bullet and the metal is forged.

The bullet enters a human

and his death is eminently forged.

These forgings destroy life by its proxy

and no one should be ignorant

behind the machining murder of these receptacles

leaving the barrel of their Evils.

A Gun was created to kill.

Whether animal, foe or innocent bystander

they all will drop

like an autumn leaf by its tempered demise.

The proud Texan

will never part with his weapon of distinction

as armies of Mexicans shot back

looking to survive as bad as the other side.

Weapons of death shall haunt mankind’s Soul

for the aftermath of these disturbances

cannot be deemed an enlightening experience

as the holocaust still bears arms

outside the shapes of cowboy hats spearheaded

like bullets in the chamber.

Those with minds and heads

look upon these bleedings as exhaustive

failing to understand why men must kill other men

kissing their rifles like a buddy.

Cro-Magnon in its executions

it’s just the element of gun toting holders

believing in their personal power

when the heavy weight of its metal

clocks the chambers of their personality.

The same thinking applied

when impressionable young men believe in Country

disposing bullets into the chest of an enemy

pasting the grievance of murder

onto a flag

that is patronized by patriotic duty.

What we believe is not of our own thinking

as we would like to believe.

We that carry Guns

think it’s for our own protections.

A Gun will sit in its purse

waiting for a chance to kill something or someone.

We say that guns do not kill, but people kill.

I say that Guns have an established legacy

and nothing said can undermine their Evil presence.

People killing – is justified.

Why give people a way to exterminate each other?

The Andréa’s Fault of Guns

is looming on society along with its consequences.

Shall we wake up to its carnage

and the abuse of powers who shake their irons?

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sparrowsong

Without weapons?

Is there courage?

AROUND THE WORLD...

Great Write...

sparrowsong

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Christopher Correia

Hey Ricardo, your point was well presented, my friend, I'm from Canada, I've fired a gun only one time in Edmonton at a gun range, it was a rush...I know that not all Americans love guns, but perception can be tricky with this subject, for me anyway, but it's good to read you point of view on the matter; very educational and interesting....cheers 

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