Long Poems About Gun Control
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Long poems about gun control. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
cabcool
Poem Published
25th Mar 2021 3:51am
25th Mar 2021 3:51am
gun victim
i was moving up the ladder…
a tear for Rikki
i was going to be happy
finishing school
blooming out my post-teen years
like an eloquent apostrophe
with all the rules
for wicked fools
at the back of my head
passions force-cooled
under the flames
of angry guns
spit precocious deaths
in the face of
unsuspecting innocence
there life’s deep depths
lack commonsense
for those who linger
in the shallows
where false bliss
pisses and wallows
God warned me ...
a tear for Rikki
i was going to be happy
finishing school
blooming out my post-teen years
like an eloquent apostrophe
with all the rules
for wicked fools
at the back of my head
passions force-cooled
under the flames
of angry guns
spit precocious deaths
in the face of
unsuspecting innocence
there life’s deep depths
lack commonsense
for those who linger
in the shallows
where false bliss
pisses and wallows
God warned me ...
#anger
#grief
#death #GunControl
#death #GunControl
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 7:59pm
17th Dec 2020 7:59pm
I.M.H.O. ( a subsidiary of the Weed Tire Chain Company)
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Oh Oh O'pinion......
One of the great banes of eXistence to/of humanbeans
that ever come down the pike godkows how many
goddamn years ago, is The O'pinion.
We walk about, egos braying our rights to "have My opinion".
If we was talkin'bout ONE "my opinion" a piece, things might be
half-ass'edly manageable.
But hell no. Our egos have to hoard...
Oh Oh O'pinion......
One of the great banes of eXistence to/of humanbeans
that ever come down the pike godkows how many
goddamn years ago, is The O'pinion.
We walk about, egos braying our rights to "have My opinion".
If we was talkin'bout ONE "my opinion" a piece, things might be
half-ass'edly manageable.
But hell no. Our egos have to hoard...
#conflict
#GunControl
#confessional
#dialogue
#WritingPoetry
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
12th Dec 2020 10:09pm
12th Dec 2020 10:09pm
M a S K s ( In Current Affairs )
Le Bal Masque.........
the mask is
a
man'woman { denying or applying or surviving
whatever she'he does when he'she is]
masked on his/her
ass,
begging a future that be way outta date,
most obsolete,
unmanoeuvrable amid the
fucklemuck we be mired in now.( Like on a shit-be-natural
...
the mask is
a
man'woman { denying or applying or surviving
whatever she'he does when he'she is]
masked on his/her
ass,
begging a future that be way outta date,
most obsolete,
unmanoeuvrable amid the
fucklemuck we be mired in now.( Like on a shit-be-natural
...
#politics
#GunControl
#MentalHealth
#HumanRights
#pandemic
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iamswaqnation_
Poetic.drug
Poetic.drug
Poem Published
28th Nov 2020 00:24am
28th Nov 2020 00:24am
One Day
One day
Chase Hightower
March 5, 2014
Smokey ran away from home
He wanted to be alone
He thought that he was grown
He found the trap house and asked them for help
He started to destroy himself
But they heard his cry his yelp
Now he gang bangin on the streets
He thought it was the key
Of his life
He ain't doing alright
Got shot three times
But he still alive
None of his people was standing by his side
But he still believe
That he can achieve
What he "do" the best
Selling dope runnin...
Chase Hightower
March 5, 2014
Smokey ran away from home
He wanted to be alone
He thought that he was grown
He found the trap house and asked them for help
He started to destroy himself
But they heard his cry his yelp
Now he gang bangin on the streets
He thought it was the key
Of his life
He ain't doing alright
Got shot three times
But he still alive
None of his people was standing by his side
But he still believe
That he can achieve
What he "do" the best
Selling dope runnin...
#violence
#GunControl
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
24th Oct 2020 11:53pm
24th Oct 2020 11:53pm
2020 Election Death'o'Democrazy NightMare Dream
Grief synonymous wit transfiguration
that comes a'guised in death.
Yet all is calm, quiet in the factor'ies.
Meltdown from a shutdown or "is it" t'other way'round ?
Money or people? wit corrupt economy'kapital,
goose layin' (olden) egg, as the Gold Standard is way passe.
Gotta run it all on toiletpaper-strength imaginary credit, so's
the wealth (wealthy) will never be compromised.
But the real people? The better to fuck them wit....dopey dupes dey be. ...
that comes a'guised in death.
Yet all is calm, quiet in the factor'ies.
Meltdown from a shutdown or "is it" t'other way'round ?
Money or people? wit corrupt economy'kapital,
goose layin' (olden) egg, as the Gold Standard is way passe.
Gotta run it all on toiletpaper-strength imaginary credit, so's
the wealth (wealthy) will never be compromised.
But the real people? The better to fuck them wit....dopey dupes dey be. ...
#war
#GunControl
#money
#monsters
#consumerism
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 4:27pm
30th Aug 2020 4:27pm
dkzk GreatCommunications #-46.7 / "God Bless The Honest, Caring Police People"
................... in the last 50yrs, back before the '60s' it certainly was true.
Back before then, cops could kick the shit out of any one any time. If the dirty ass criminals complained to "higher ups", they were ignored & liable to get a worse, or fatal, ass kicking for their efforts at finding justice..
My father was a guard at Rikers Island in NYC the 1950s. Being the racist he was, Dad had numerous "humorous" stories about stuff they used to do to "stupid
n----rs" with the administrators always complicit in "blind eye" & cover-ups.
...
Back before then, cops could kick the shit out of any one any time. If the dirty ass criminals complained to "higher ups", they were ignored & liable to get a worse, or fatal, ass kicking for their efforts at finding justice..
My father was a guard at Rikers Island in NYC the 1950s. Being the racist he was, Dad had numerous "humorous" stories about stuff they used to do to "stupid
n----rs" with the administrators always complicit in "blind eye" & cover-ups.
...
#murder
#politics
#GunControl
#America
#racism
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 10:00pm
31st Dec 2019 10:00pm
Last Day of Another Bloody Year / O'Holy Jackshits !!
the o'mighty
ill
ness
of
dis
ease, the
rem
ains
of
which are as unacceptable as slow death, shallow breathing, and
a fear far more than fright could concern itself. The sense made here
is not any variant of common sense, where commonalty brings so
much to so few, and so many times more than one would...
ill
ness
of
dis
ease, the
rem
ains
of
which are as unacceptable as slow death, shallow breathing, and
a fear far more than fright could concern itself. The sense made here
is not any variant of common sense, where commonalty brings so
much to so few, and so many times more than one would...
#MeToo
#GunControl
#utopia
#nature
#prison
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jo_tyler
joyelizabeth
joyelizabeth
Poem Published
14th Dec 2019 3:33pm
14th Dec 2019 3:33pm
violence
i am days short of 16 years old. i am a sophomore in high school. i was raised an only child by my 2 parents who had me young. they obviously sheltered me from violence as much as they could but everything else was fair game. they were accepting of who i wanted to be and what i wanted to do with my life even when i wanted to be a ballerina chef astronaut (at the same time). i was the 3 year old singing rent and watching friends and to this day i still do both of those things. but there’s something different about these two people even tho they have the same personalities. the 3 year old...
#childhood
#LGBT
#GunControl
#aging
#emotional
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De420
Poem Published
11th Dec 2019 10:52am
11th Dec 2019 10:52am
WARR TO BE UNDEROVER STOOD YET
SOn for poetry to be best understood
you must listen to the good inside you
Guide you WILL IT shall see you
YOU WILL SEE and Undersand THIS POETRY
For to SEE must BE ONE in MIND UNITY
SOUL BODY must BE ONE AGIN
PPL go to war because on THEIR MINDS
IS EVIL so for them to UNDERSOVERSTOOD
MISSUNDERSTOOD is THE ENEMY of ONES SOUL
TO BE SEEN in OTHERS EYES ONES GLEEM
TO BE UNDER OVERSTOOD BY YOU HAVE SEEN
NOW YOU WILL UNDERSTAND ME YOU THE ENEMY
ETERNITY WISE UNIVERSITY HERD ME YOU
UNDERSTOOD ME FOR WISE YOU HAVE BECOME ...
you must listen to the good inside you
Guide you WILL IT shall see you
YOU WILL SEE and Undersand THIS POETRY
For to SEE must BE ONE in MIND UNITY
SOUL BODY must BE ONE AGIN
PPL go to war because on THEIR MINDS
IS EVIL so for them to UNDERSOVERSTOOD
MISSUNDERSTOOD is THE ENEMY of ONES SOUL
TO BE SEEN in OTHERS EYES ONES GLEEM
TO BE UNDER OVERSTOOD BY YOU HAVE SEEN
NOW YOU WILL UNDERSTAND ME YOU THE ENEMY
ETERNITY WISE UNIVERSITY HERD ME YOU
UNDERSTOOD ME FOR WISE YOU HAVE BECOME ...
#GunControl
#evil
#TruthOfLife
#HumanRights
#sacrifice
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 9:02pm
14th Oct 2019 9:02pm
Inscribbled BoneDomes Carry the Day
what
is
it
like
for
you
out
side
? Coming, as they do on wobbly rails disfigured in the Civil
War.........
(The President, The President! Goddamn, that ham actor
shot mr.Lincoln right there. Looky. Right over there. And
that
bullet
...
is
it
like
for
you
out
side
? Coming, as they do on wobbly rails disfigured in the Civil
War.........
(The President, The President! Goddamn, that ham actor
shot mr.Lincoln right there. Looky. Right over there. And
that
bullet
...
#murder
#violence
#death
#GunControl
#hell
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Aug 2019 4:33pm
4th Aug 2019 4:33pm
Wake Up America, Please (In Remembrace 08-04-19)
Heartbroken Today
What a sad day in America when people work hard and would like to be rewarded from the spoils of their rewards, then to relieve some mental stress, to relax and enjoy, whereas, some mental and deranged person who has no bearing to what life truly means to live, plays God, Judge, and the Jury.
It has been so many mass shootings in America, senseless acts of violence, that has befallen this great nation. Some shooting done in the name of violence, racial, on some unknown motive, or simply, death by cop suicide.
...
What a sad day in America when people work hard and would like to be rewarded from the spoils of their rewards, then to relieve some mental stress, to relax and enjoy, whereas, some mental and deranged person who has no bearing to what life truly means to live, plays God, Judge, and the Jury.
It has been so many mass shootings in America, senseless acts of violence, that has befallen this great nation. Some shooting done in the name of violence, racial, on some unknown motive, or simply, death by cop suicide.
...
#anger
#violence
#GunControl
#CallToAction
#frustration
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snugglebuck
Poem Published
4th Mar 2019 5:10am
4th Mar 2019 5:10am
She Loves Me; He Loves Me Not
I'm so in love with her.
I wish had someone to love me.
When I meet her on the street, she looks through me like nobody’s there.
I wish I could meet somebody that cared.
She’s so beautiful.
I’m nothing but a wall flower.
A guy like me would never have a chance with a girl like her.
My biological clock is about ready to stop. I should’ve tried to hook-up with a guy years ago when I had the chance.
I know what I’ll do, I’ll buy her flowers.
What lovely apricot roses, but who is this ‘Anonymous?'
I’ll send her...
I wish had someone to love me.
When I meet her on the street, she looks through me like nobody’s there.
I wish I could meet somebody that cared.
She’s so beautiful.
I’m nothing but a wall flower.
A guy like me would never have a chance with a girl like her.
My biological clock is about ready to stop. I should’ve tried to hook-up with a guy years ago when I had the chance.
I know what I’ll do, I’ll buy her flowers.
What lovely apricot roses, but who is this ‘Anonymous?'
I’ll send her...
#love
#women
#men
#GunControl
#scary
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