Long Poems About Gun Control
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Long poems about gun control. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
1Docmcruz
PoetCruz
PoetCruz
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2018 10:34pm
22nd Nov 2018 10:34pm
Who Shot The Rose?
One more dreamer
Flower girl
Peddling promise
Pistoled
One less rose scented sidewalk
to shepherd the senseless
into sanctuary
Hit by a stray bullet
NRA to save bullets?
She tried to write away bullets
Award winning writer rose called Parks
Little Rosa Parks
Front seat, furious for freedom
Dodging delinquent gunfire daily ...
Flower girl
Peddling promise
Pistoled
One less rose scented sidewalk
to shepherd the senseless
into sanctuary
Hit by a stray bullet
NRA to save bullets?
She tried to write away bullets
Award winning writer rose called Parks
Little Rosa Parks
Front seat, furious for freedom
Dodging delinquent gunfire daily ...
#GunControl
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Robereg41
Poem Published
17th Nov 2018 4:37pm
17th Nov 2018 4:37pm
Garbage
I never refer to any human being as a dog because it's offensive to dogs.
Human beings are grotesque. Human beings are garbage.
We spend our lives trying to be something that we are not, fearing who we can't be and often meeting that reality with hostility and violence.
Like a flame, difference scares us and we succumb to the mammalian instinct to stomp it out like panicked gorillas.
Dogs aim to be one thing: dogs. They don't want to be the best. They just want to be good. They just want to love and be loved.
protection, 2) food.
That's it. And this massive...
Human beings are grotesque. Human beings are garbage.
We spend our lives trying to be something that we are not, fearing who we can't be and often meeting that reality with hostility and violence.
Like a flame, difference scares us and we succumb to the mammalian instinct to stomp it out like panicked gorillas.
Dogs aim to be one thing: dogs. They don't want to be the best. They just want to be good. They just want to love and be loved.
protection, 2) food.
That's it. And this massive...
#politics
#GunControl
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1Docmcruz
PoetCruz
PoetCruz
Poem Published
14th Nov 2018 00:05am
14th Nov 2018 00:05am
No more black & blues, Orange
Poets place prisms in
People so pupils lose Prejudice
And white light becomes
A polychromatic presence of peace
We are hippie tie dye bring sunrise
playing congas in smeared war paint
Singing “We Shall Overcome”
with Joan Baez
Like King’s dream
On live stream
and Tupac’s black president
Pigmenting promise even after his position
MINORITIES,
We won the mother...
People so pupils lose Prejudice
And white light becomes
A polychromatic presence of peace
We are hippie tie dye bring sunrise
playing congas in smeared war paint
Singing “We Shall Overcome”
with Joan Baez
Like King’s dream
On live stream
and Tupac’s black president
Pigmenting promise even after his position
MINORITIES,
We won the mother...
#oppression
#GunControl
#peace #racism
#peace #racism
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1Docmcruz
PoetCruz
PoetCruz
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2018 4:14am
3rd Nov 2018 4:14am
Gun Control
I keep telling myself,
one day I will take a gun out of a child’s mind and put a pen in their hand
so they can massacre their negative feelings
Before one more mother has to burry her baby
There are bullies
Picking away at more than childhood acne
A 9 year old killed himself!
Not because he was gay
Because no one taught the straight kids how to appreciate the beauty in different
When was the last time
you all sat at the kitchen table
motivated your child until they...
one day I will take a gun out of a child’s mind and put a pen in their hand
so they can massacre their negative feelings
Before one more mother has to burry her baby
There are bullies
Picking away at more than childhood acne
A 9 year old killed himself!
Not because he was gay
Because no one taught the straight kids how to appreciate the beauty in different
When was the last time
you all sat at the kitchen table
motivated your child until they...
#children
#GunControl
#peace
450 reads
4 Comments
george4man2box
Poem Published
7th Sep 2018 4:48am
7th Sep 2018 4:48am
Antics Of A Buzzfeed Ding Housefly...
Non random, but (based on my very
far out, flimsy laughably
amateurish thinking)
faux feigned aye
firmly believe, that
what appears bye and by
as erratic, kinetic,
pathetic housefly...doth not defy
explanation, when theory linkedin
with sophisticated espy
craft, and anonymously fyi
confirmed, grounded, touted...
across world wide web
of secret agents akin
to James Bond 007 guy
remotely controlled, via
artificial intelligence high
lee believable telltale ...
far out, flimsy laughably
amateurish thinking)
faux feigned aye
firmly believe, that
what appears bye and by
as erratic, kinetic,
pathetic housefly...doth not defy
explanation, when theory linkedin
with sophisticated espy
craft, and anonymously fyi
confirmed, grounded, touted...
across world wide web
of secret agents akin
to James Bond 007 guy
remotely controlled, via
artificial intelligence high
lee believable telltale ...
#GunControl
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#MentalHealth
#CallToAction
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1Docmcruz
PoetCruz
PoetCruz
Poem Published
20th May 2018 1:33am
20th May 2018 1:33am
How many Kids Will Die ?! Final Exam
Remember those, high school kids
who dressed in black
becoming night knights, in the day light
to fight the world that
looked away from them like they were just glares son
Remember those high school kids
“Columbining” their school
bet they looked right at them like they were fucking scared
for this final exam unprepared
Like those Shortys who wore short skirts and booty shorts
who took a shortcut for cash
out of class, to shake to shake their ass
to be with small minded men
who in the long run ...
who dressed in black
becoming night knights, in the day light
to fight the world that
looked away from them like they were just glares son
Remember those high school kids
“Columbining” their school
bet they looked right at them like they were fucking scared
for this final exam unprepared
Like those Shortys who wore short skirts and booty shorts
who took a shortcut for cash
out of class, to shake to shake their ass
to be with small minded men
who in the long run ...
#GunControl
#sadness
#childhood
#death
#school
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5 Comments
trooper48
Poem Published
8th May 2018 8:00am
8th May 2018 8:00am
Rebel Army
Mutant Army
I remember all my friends from the Rebel Army but most of them were filthy and barmy.
How can you live with people who think that being a rebel you have to stink?
My killer robot is my best friend he saved my life at Newton’s bend.
The Mutant army was camped in a dell I rolled a barrel bomb down and sent them to hell.
Why do they still function when they are blown to bits?
It’s enough to send me to the pits.
It’s unnerving seeing a severed head trying to talk or a single leg hopping and trying to walk.
Stinky McKenzie knew what was what he...
I remember all my friends from the Rebel Army but most of them were filthy and barmy.
How can you live with people who think that being a rebel you have to stink?
My killer robot is my best friend he saved my life at Newton’s bend.
The Mutant army was camped in a dell I rolled a barrel bomb down and sent them to hell.
Why do they still function when they are blown to bits?
It’s enough to send me to the pits.
It’s unnerving seeing a severed head trying to talk or a single leg hopping and trying to walk.
Stinky McKenzie knew what was what he...
#anger
#technology
#GunControl
#frustration
#aliens
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