A Letter To The N. R. A. Poem by ART PAUL SCHLOSSER

A Letter To The N. R. A.



All was silent in the room'
As the bullet shot you to your doom
You never thought
Anyone would shoot their gun
At a real human
And especially not a republican
But now that it's done
It's to late to run
It's to late to say you're sorry
Hey NRA
The bullet is coming your way
Is it from one of your guns

A Letter To The N. R. A.
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: guns
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 29 May 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful piece of poetry written with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Paul.

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