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GUNS < POWER


Guns < Power Deonna E Chatham: Levitical Lioness April 20, 2023 So you purchased something with a little bit of weight That can leave more than just a sting running through the lives in your community The effects of bloodshed are irreversible You can't turn back the hands of time After you release bullets to say what you couldn't articulate in a manner that didn't involve utter destruction You were calculated and cold And the label of "monster" will outweigh everything that you wanted to draw attention to You wanted to belong To be accepted To be loved To be apart of the crew The family But at what cost? Is trading a life for street credibility worth more than living??? Is violence the immortal tagging on the wall that you want to leave as an unforgettable impression Did violence make you hard? Because you pulled a trigger on unsuspecting individuals What if it was your family and friends in the crowd with bullets flowing like running water? Would the bullets mean something if it was your own world that you were erasing? How does a gun motivated by hate solve problems??? How does hate or violence affect the community honestly? Do you want to live with the aftermath of the lives that you destroyed? Because lives will be permanently altered and changed No alternate reality can reset the thief behind the bullets You released death to ride early without a clear purpose You released death to collect lives before their time They didn't have the opportunity to live fully Because you let guns be the end all When humanity just desires to live stronger But we can't look forward to the future If the future is in pine boxes six feet deep in the earth Instead of being accepted hate will rage on Because hearts will be frozen without reasoning You can't justify saying goodbye to life too soon It's no eloquent words that will elaborately convey life after death Life after senseless violence Life at bullets A human life isn't a hunting ground But we release bullets to hunt down the living And the worst part about everything is no form of vengeance is enough to justify the crime Gun violence is not mental illness Gun violence is a premeditated and planned event to destroy humanity Gun violence is the elephant in the room that we would rather not address because of Gun manufacturers, Gun laws, and power Stopping Gun violence is not killing the selling of guns or gun rights Restrictions and stiffer punishment on Gun crimes save lives. How many must we lay to rest in peace Before we realize that peace is more powerful than Gun Violence and raging bullets
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