My Shot Project
- Kyle Andre C. Estrera
- Mar 20, 2017
- 1 min read
I Can’t Stand
Look around you, look all around you
Find those who fall, kneel before you
Fill the eyes of many drip with terror
As child screams a prayer
You hold the life of many upon your palm
Left and right you pull the trigger, you become a human life bomb
Bigger and bigger you might even explode
Deaths by your hand
Can’t make life any more grand
To choose the right to bear arms
Lay a finger on a trigger that can harm
You still choose to shoot with your firearm
See
Accessibility
Is a responsibility
Bound to those who have social Mobility
Governments who choose to side with hostility
Sheltered by self fragility
To a high death toll of major cities
Become a social norm is quite a pity
Every hour becomes the right hand of death
Seven people die fast like a quick breath
Deaths by guns still exist to this day
For guns are “rights” protected by the NRA
The famous shot that took life of a Kennedy
To this day we remember Christina Grimmie
Mahatma Ghandi
Lives on in our hearts
For this gun situation is just a farce
Children who’ve died not by another
But those who share the same mother
Curiosity killed the cat
To children who accidentally trigger a gun just like that
Do we weep?
Or are we in too deep?
Columbine to Sandy Hook
The situation becomes more shook
I can't
I can't stand
That it can't be banned
Just lend me your hand
And we all can plan
To end societies shenanigans
I can't stand
No more will i stand
To protect those who can be harmed
By such firearm
May we find peace
To create such a lease
For those who never cease
To bear such arms
Do we continue to rearm
Those who continue to harm
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