Gun And Its Owner

Shots fired
Lives lost
Defeated and tired
At what cost
Hard to move
Long we stand
As we prove
To this tough land
Guns are dark
Guns are pain
They bear a mark
We must detain
Our lives are precious
Our claim to fame
People with guns can be treacherous
An evil we must tame

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This poem is about: 
Our world



Forcefully stated, thanks!

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