Gun Control Poem by Philo Yan
Gun Control
The question of guns,
is doing it's rounds.
Some would argue,
the safety grounds.
Others would say,
there's no other way.
then there are others,
who say, make a new way.
Guns or no guns,
the President's men,
need to keep guns.
But the children, women,
don't bring guns.
A constant battle,
and a struggle,
of the good and evil.
Good has to double,
evil spells trouble.
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