Imagination Can Be Reality Poem by Tohru Frost

Why all this violence?
So much blood shed…
Too much for me!
It’s the worlds shoot in the head.
Hate, greed, death?
It’s just as bad as meth!
Let the people buy bullets,
Let them by guns,
For what?
To kill many sons?
Maybe a debt not paid,
Or the thirst for killing,
Do want to see death?
For protection they say,
Not always used that way.
Young kids,
Running around with what?
Guns in their hands,
Fake,
But taken in imagination,
As true.
Games are played,
Kill the robber,
Shoot um… Got um!
For fun,
But processed in the mind,
As reality.
A law against it?
That would be better,
But would it really stop?
Not completely…
Never interlay,
But what law has?
It can help…
Fewer lives,
At a bullets end.
More life,
With time to spend!