America, the land of open fire,
where active shooters aspire,
and while lawmakers and gun makers share the same bed,
how many people have died or bled.
2017 (C)copyright Elena Plotkin
This poem should regularly roll off the tongue of people who want an end to the bloodshed. It feels like a famous quotation already.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'and while lawmakers and gun makers share the same bed, how many people have died or bled' - these two lines are very relevant under the present circumstances.