Hung Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Today...
Hung has a new meaning,
For men of huge balls
That have stalled the lives of those innocent!
But death to seeds returned to Earth...
Does not result in a peace that increases!
One tyrant quickly deceased,
Does not lay dust on the gallows!
Or marshmellows to roast,
For men who may boast...
Yet still bear arms!
With missions to destruct,
At campfires where no one is heard rejoicing!
There are weapons to clean and reload...
To patrol misunderstandings undefined!
Hanging on threads of hope,
Answers will come forth to make sense...
To acts that have yet produced any!