On Anger's Barrel Poem by Bill Grace

On Anger's Barrel



As one raised rural
Guns were not necessarily a big deal
City boys have more entertainment options.
It is the field that sings the siren's song
Of hunt and death.
It is when anger is juxtaposed over a barrel
That this is not cool.

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