William Winchester Of The Winchester Rifle - Poem by Saiom Shriver
William Winchester thought
his family and home
were haunted by
ghosts who roam,
haunted by many soldiers
and other mothers' sons
killed by his rifle
and his other guns.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
in 2014 there were 11,000 deaths by gun in the US,
and 19,000 deaths by suicide. The CDC link
below has numbers close to that.
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