Kids with guns
are in control.
Just look at your play-grounds and schools.
Any parent
that has kids and guns
has to be some kind of a fool.
NO GUN CONTROL! ! !
Rings out
echoes across the land.
You reap what you sow
and there's no greater truth.
Just look at the blood on the sand.
(1998)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem