Slam on Gun Control

Numb your limb falling asleep Detaching itself from your body a heavy stone to lift Numb Your tongue deprived of the power of sensation After its touch of the cold And you get nervous But only for…

Summer’s here and the Sun’s Glare Brings little children—aliens— With tinted vision to live in a Body [of water] that is not their home. They see reaching arms Fail to save them from the smirking…

There is no room in my life for bullets. There's no room for rifles, not for handguns, not for anything that fires. I have seen too much. I spent my childhood afraid of bombs, thinking of the…

I was twelve years old when the Sandy Hook s h ooting h appened. I sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the living room TV . And I felt like I couldn’t be farther away F rom those children and…

Shots in the background but everyone just ignores them, for if they dare to care they'll be the next reason why they are there shots in the background but society pretends not to hear, for if they…

All I could see, was a fine silver it was so quick, but my heart was even faster, for this silver it could not outrun me in this race But, sadly I could not replace me for you as my regret falls with…

America the Brave, did you ever look beyond the porch, and see the smoke? I have felt each gunshot wound and bookmarked each media news story and even catalogued some photographs for you to look over…

Red Orange yellow Green blue and violet The colors of the rainbow but Isn't it funny that you and my colors aren't there So nonexistent like some say God is but It's not what you see it's what you…

The destruction it leaves the people who grieve Is it worth it to have a weapon that leaves people so sad? We need them to hunt we need them to survive but some people just have them for the feeling…

I’m driving down the boulevard of broken dreams Swerving and crashing, blinded by the high beams The cemetery been gleaming like the heavens lately Trying to be a grown man but Lord knows I’m a baby…

Doe eyed That’s how they describe her Hazel Now they are wide with fear He tenses His muscles once flaunted Not now They can’t stop a bullet A pause Silence before the storm Fearful Can’t we protect…

Gunshots go POW! Another teen is gone from us now. She who had a bright future, Now walks with an angelic-like creature. Cousin boo goes to jail, The whole family prays to keep his soul from hell. Is…

What's this world coming to? Crooks, Traitors, Mongrels In Washington The people running the country Are running us down Takin' 'way our liberties Stompin' on our Rights Bye bye freedom Bye bye guns…

I don’t know how I feel about guns But I know exactly how I felt Sitting behind the PA system to get my volunteer hours in Waiting for the auction to finish and the band to play And offered a rifle…

Some may say I am crazy, Or even insane, But the Little Bodies that laid staring, Could have been saved, The problem that most see is different, In the eyes of those who have grown around, To know…

What is this piece in my hand? The bullet and bullet shells coordinate as a band. It sometimes be on water or land. As time evolve, we evolve at the same time that a musket looks like a papergun…

Living in a world so cold. Hearing the truth even if you didn't want to be told. Watching day after day as your life unfold. Hatred consumes this world like bread covered in mold. I grow tired of…

Death in bullets Death comes easy but it dies slow wondering who is Next and who shot the bullet The one that went right through your brain and made you feel it in your vein the brain dies fast/quick…

With each bullet I take I wonder how many lives I save. Laying on the cold ground I feel no warmth, hear no sound. It wasn't bravery, nor anger just fear for every stranger. For every person that…

Over the last year, I became invested in gun control. This is my poem. Friday, July 20th, 2012. 12:38a.m. Midnight screening of The Dark Night Rises. Bullets were piercing into bodies of all sizes.…

Five. Disneyland, princesses, and stuffed animals. Ten. Elementary school, firends, and drama. 13? High school. Sports teams. Classes. 15? Fear... Judgement... Silence... 17... ... ... Scared.…

Spittle flies in my face. I stare him down. He glares at me. "You don't know anything!" Shouts he, veins throbbing on his brow. "Not all people with guns are killers, "Not all guns will be used for…

You want an idea of human rights, but are you ready to listen to the fights. Listen, listen carefully to my rhymes, about the absurd things occurring in prime time. You know about these absentees,…

BOOM!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!! Why is the human race violent? Is not its mother nature, full of peace and tranquility? Can there ever be peace? Many believe their is hope for mankind. Others have lost it.…