god
there are too many guns
in the hands
of the
unhinged
too many
of the crazed
shooting up
our most sacred
places
of knowledge
& hope.
too many guns
in too many hands
whose hands
are outstretched
not in giving, love,
and serving,
but in taking,
maiming, & killing.
god
there are too many guns
and yet not enough
guns
& not enough love
for the unhinged
& not enough care
& safety for
the crazed
nor help and security
for the lost
nor protection
for the innocent
nor guns enough
for the people who would
use them well
nor minds big enough
to understand
why one more person
has to die when
loneliness, isolation,
& despair
pulls that last
hopeless trigger.
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