Pulled A Trigger Poem by Randy McClave

Owning a weapon isn't for joy or fun
it is to destroy, or to end a life,
Whether it's a rifle or a gun
The thought of it brings worries and strife.
With a gun, death and destruction is fed.

Whether it's an animal or a human being
Or an object placed on a fence post,
For a moment something is charging or fleeing
Next, that they see is either dinner or a ghost.
After a bullet to the heart, or to the head.

You pull a trigger and something is destroyed,
You pull a trigger and a life ends,
A trigger is pulled, and mayhem is deployed
You pull a trigger and a war begins.
Whenever a gun is held, death and destruction is lead.

Randy L. McClave