Randy McClave

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A Child And A Gun - Poem by Randy McClave

When a child is taught to use a gun
It's downfall from humanity has just begun,
They don't care to watch cartoons anymore
Instead they want to watch dramas, and war.
Then with a gun they are taught how to kill
First for the excitement, and then for the thrill,
Paper targets are first, then a bottle, and then a can
Next targets will be animals, and then man.
When they hear languages from different tongues
They then believe that all strangers are carrying guns,
"Always be locked and loaded and never be liable"
Is the prayer that they read, from the gun owners Bible.
They are taught and they believe that the world is scary
And to always believe the NRA, and not in Jesus or Mary,
A gun will then become their very best friend
It sends enemies to Hell, and to Heaven friends it will also send.
With their guns under their pillows they will happily sleep
To relax they count bullets, instead of white sheep,
They say that they will help protect others to stay safe and sound
But, when a shooting occurs, they are either the cause, or can't be found.
The children are our future which many people still say
But, for our children lately, I have sat down and cried and did pray,
I would hate to think to win an argument or even a dispute
That our children willpull out their guns, and shoot.

Randy L. McClave

Topic(s) of this poem: child, gun, life, murder


Comments about A Child And A Gun by Randy McClave

  • (1/31/2019 4:52:00 PM)

    Wait quick question, does it count as the same thing, if my gun is for trapshooting? (Report)Reply

    (1/31/2019 9:08:00 PM)

    My nephew never did trapshooting, after 4 years in the marines he came home, he found out his wife was cheating on him (don’t know his state of mind) he went to stay with his parents. One day while he was alone and drinking he dug up his stepfathers collectors gun, he took that gun walked off the property to a nearby cave, and he blew off half his head.
    If the gun wasn’t there, the gun would not had killed him.

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  • Bri Edwards (1/2/2019 6:06:00 PM)

    I don’t understand your use of “libel”. Hmm?

    I like scary/Mary. ;)

    Some favorite lines:
    “It sends enemies to, and to Heaven friends it will also send.
    With their guns under their pillows they will happily sleep
    To relax they count bullets, instead of white sheep, ”

    I’d send it to MyPoemList, but PH seems to have discontinued that feature recently.

    Bri

    (:

    comments and your responses to them also are of interest
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    Kim Barney(7/9/2019 9:17:00 PM)

    Bri,
    I think perhaps Randy meant 'liable' instead of 'libel'.

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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (5/30/2018 1:20:00 AM)

    Randy, such a fine warning to all irresponsible gun owners....10+++ (Report)Reply

    Randy Mcclave(5/30/2018 9:10:00 AM)

    Thank you for reading my poem, We I had a toy gun I progressed to a B.B. and pellet gun, I hated that time of life for me. I have no type of guns anymore.

    Randy

    Randy Mcclave(5/30/2018 9:09:00 AM)

    We I had a toy gun I progressed to a B.B. and pellet gun, I hated that time of life for me. I have no type of guns anymore.

    Randy

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  • Rajnish Manga (5/29/2018 11:50:00 PM)

    First for the excitement, and then for the thrill,
    Paper targets are first, then a bottle, and then a can
    Next targets will be animals, and then man.... //.... A poem with substance- Children wielding guns can create havoc. Thanks for a meaningful write.
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    Randy Mcclave(5/30/2018 9:07:00 AM)

    My brother and I bought us toy guns, which led to B.B. and pellet guns, we’d shoot anything and we enjoyed it. Then one day after shooting a bird we destroyed the B.B. guns and pellet guns, never used them ever again.

    Randy Mcclave(5/30/2018 9:06:00 AM)

    When I was younger my brother and I bought us toy guns, which led to B.B. and pellet guns, we’d shoot anything and we enjoyed it. Then one day after shooting a bird we destroyed the B.B. guns and pellet guns, never used them ever again.

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  • Robert Murray Smith (5/29/2018 11:39:00 PM)

    Too pesimistic my friend. I started with a potato gun and ended with none. I get your drift.++10 (Report)Reply

    Randy Mcclave(5/30/2018 9:01:00 AM)

    When I was younger my brother and I bought us a B.B. and pellet gun from our paper money (we were paperboys) . We soon got tired of shooting targets, that we started shooting birds and dogs and almost any animal, my brother shot our baby sister and our older brother with it, we finally decided to destroy the guns. Never used them since.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 10, 2019


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