He Placed The Gun To His Head Poem by Randy McClave

He placed the gun to his head, then he thought
Before he pulled the trigger for the final shot,
What deeds had led him to this final road
Where he will stop! thinking, building and growing old,
If only temptation he had not ever sought.

He once followed the ways that Jesus taught
Love and helping others he had solemnly sought,
But, now he is standing at deaths threshold
He placed the gun to his head!

The sin that he created was so easily brought
So, a bullet for his penitence he had bought,
Pride and honor and Christianity he has towed,
His soul for his judgment is now owed
Redemption, became a realty from a simple plot;
He placed the gun to his head.

Randy L. McClave