People Are Like Guns Poem by Gary Witt
People Are Like Guns
Behind the trembling barrel,
A revolver smile sometimes conceals
Crazed, hollow-point intentions.
Some have not been sighted-in,
Some recoil too sharply,
Or jam every third round.
But others you will find
Consistently point down
A three-inch group at fifty yards.
Until you know more,
Trust each one you see
Carries a full clip
Of live rounds:
One in the chamber,
Safety off,
And a sudden,
Heart-stopping,
Hair trigger.
What comes first I wonder, the madness or the weaponry..... a cleverly penned piece G. t x
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4/26/2024 7:13:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Jam packed with sharp, hard hitting imagery this poem employs carefully chosen language to deliver it's message. From the opening lines the image of '..revolver smiles' sets the menacing tone from the outset. A thought provoking piece, which adds weight to well worn phrase 'trigger happy'. j.