Gun Or Rifle - Poem by Randy McClave
I own not a rifle or even a gun
As did my father, but not me or my son.
No person or creature, do I ever want to kill
Just to end a life, from a passion or a thrill;
If I get hungry, and I need food to eat
I will go to the store, to buy my bread and meat,
A gun or a rifle doesn't define who I am
As a person who owns no weapon, is not a lamb;
Upon this earth no person do I fear
I live in a civilization, and not in the old frontier,
I do not need a firearm when I walk down the street
As I am not afraid, of every person that I meet;
If I believed I must kill to protect my family or my home
I might as well live, underneath a giant glass dome,
To own a weapon for protection, to me seems trifle
I don’t need or want to own a gun, or even a rifle.
Randy L. McClave
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