Poems about Gun Control
#GunControl
Poems about gun control and gun ownership. Different views on gun control and the effects of guns in society, including mass murder, self protection and gun sports.
TimWombles
Poem Published
26th May 2021 9:03pm
26th May 2021 9:03pm
Another Shooting
The night is falling on this consecrated ground
Tears are being shed, raining all around
No words are spoken, even if words could be found
More victims of a shooting, the bodies compound
Don't need your thoughts and prayers
Pretending that you care
Don't need your fake sympathies
Or the propaganda you'll share
Your solution is that everyone have a gun
It's an opinion you'll keep
Until you've lost your only son
And you've watched your family weep
Until you've buried your daughter
Your mother or your wife
Or witnessed...
Tears are being shed, raining all around
No words are spoken, even if words could be found
More victims of a shooting, the bodies compound
Don't need your thoughts and prayers
Pretending that you care
Don't need your fake sympathies
Or the propaganda you'll share
Your solution is that everyone have a gun
It's an opinion you'll keep
Until you've lost your only son
And you've watched your family weep
Until you've buried your daughter
Your mother or your wife
Or witnessed...
#GunControl
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10 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
15th May 2021 8:43pm
15th May 2021 8:43pm
Role Playing
We're living in Hades and the temperature's rising
The street's heat is causing way too much dying
Talons flying and mommas are crying everyday
Sometimes strays find ways to take babies away
Do you pray to the big homie they intimately call J. Hova
Or do you play COINTELPRO games like J. Edgar Hoover
Are you one of the shooters in this Call Of Duty game
Or are you a slanger with a banger seeking street fame
The street's heat is causing way too much dying
Talons flying and mommas are crying everyday
Sometimes strays find ways to take babies away
Do you pray to the big homie they intimately call J. Hova
Or do you play COINTELPRO games like J. Edgar Hoover
Are you one of the shooters in this Call Of Duty game
Or are you a slanger with a banger seeking street fame
#murder
#death
#GunControl #deception
#GunControl #deception
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Pho3nix19xx
Poem Published
14th May 2021 7:04pm
14th May 2021 7:04pm
"Dead, Here I Lay"
May seventh, eighth, and nineth twenty-twenty-one
Blood-and-bullet-bathed weekend
Four hundred plus injured or killed by guns
When are we going to be done?!
Mr. Speaker of the United States Caucasus,
We are the Huddled Masses
Of bullet-riddled carcasses
Laid down by gun violence
Do you see me standing there?
Do my cries echo and ring in your ear?
Do you smell the freshness of my breath?
Are you aware you have the power to wash it all away?
It was just an ordinary day
Now, my famous last words:
"Dead,...
Blood-and-bullet-bathed weekend
Four hundred plus injured or killed by guns
When are we going to be done?!
Mr. Speaker of the United States Caucasus,
We are the Huddled Masses
Of bullet-riddled carcasses
Laid down by gun violence
Do you see me standing there?
Do my cries echo and ring in your ear?
Do you smell the freshness of my breath?
Are you aware you have the power to wash it all away?
It was just an ordinary day
Now, my famous last words:
"Dead,...
#anger
#GunControl
#CallToAction
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 12:18pm
9th Apr 2021 12:18pm
Heat To Beat The Cold
Everyday they convey another shooting spree
So I contemplate if I should keep my heat on me
Cause all I can see is a world getting colder
Maybe it's beauty in the eyes of the beholder
The smolder is choking me like Floyd by Chauvin
Demise before my eyes as more lives come to an end
Not going to spend my remaining days living in fear
A change ain't gon' come and that's become abundantly clear
I'm just trying to steer clear of the clear & present danger
Going on everywhere that there's uncontained anger
A complete...
So I contemplate if I should keep my heat on me
Cause all I can see is a world getting colder
Maybe it's beauty in the eyes of the beholder
The smolder is choking me like Floyd by Chauvin
Demise before my eyes as more lives come to an end
Not going to spend my remaining days living in fear
A change ain't gon' come and that's become abundantly clear
I'm just trying to steer clear of the clear & present danger
Going on everywhere that there's uncontained anger
A complete...
#murder
#violence
#death #GunControl
#death #GunControl
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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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DevilsChild
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 11:20am
21st Feb 2021 11:20am
Shots
are you afraid of death,
or do you just want to save your own hide?
are you afraid of sin,
or are you just afraid to speak of it?
a ghostly figure walks the halls
no one helps the screaming children
if ignorance is bliss
then this hell is fucking paradise
one shot, two shot, three shot, four
everybody!, everybody!
hit the floor
five shots, six shots, seven shots, more
bye-bye, till the next life
the gun man says he has a plan
though he's not much into politics
it's not about wrong or rights
guess...
or do you just want to save your own hide?
are you afraid of sin,
or are you just afraid to speak of it?
a ghostly figure walks the halls
no one helps the screaming children
if ignorance is bliss
then this hell is fucking paradise
one shot, two shot, three shot, four
everybody!, everybody!
hit the floor
five shots, six shots, seven shots, more
bye-bye, till the next life
the gun man says he has a plan
though he's not much into politics
it's not about wrong or rights
guess...
#dark
#GunControl
416 reads
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
13th Feb 2021 00:58am
13th Feb 2021 00:58am
Love Struck In The Holy Land
AS
burns
t h e
que st io n ,
of
when It Was Wherewent AND
how far toooooooooooo GO to
anysuch f i n d ing (of...."it")
t h i n g
...
burns
t h e
que st io n ,
of
when It Was Wherewent AND
how far toooooooooooo GO to
anysuch f i n d ing (of...."it")
t h i n g
...
#murder
#death
#GunControl
#God
#peace
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 7:59pm
17th Dec 2020 7:59pm
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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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8 Comments
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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4 Comments
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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oskar
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2020 9:13am
3rd Nov 2020 9:13am
another day
I´m watching a Spanish crime series
not a gun in sight and the female detective looks normal
and not like an overdressed American actress.
But I´m thinking of the election tomorrow does it matters
who wins, if it is Biden the rough language will change
but policies will be more or less the same.
The USA is run by the big corporation they prefer the way it is.
They are wrong though, America is raked by violence armed fraction everywhere, and I don´t know who they are.
I remember Biden saying once he was a zionist, this I think
he does not know...
not a gun in sight and the female detective looks normal
and not like an overdressed American actress.
But I´m thinking of the election tomorrow does it matters
who wins, if it is Biden the rough language will change
but policies will be more or less the same.
The USA is run by the big corporation they prefer the way it is.
They are wrong though, America is raked by violence armed fraction everywhere, and I don´t know who they are.
I remember Biden saying once he was a zionist, this I think
he does not know...
#GunControl
#MentalHealth
#CallToAction
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Poetryman
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2020 4:46pm
2nd Nov 2020 4:46pm
Empathy For The False Prophet
Did you cast your vote for the beast who tells false prophesies?
Who casts a dark shadow erected of opulent fallacies
Erections made and paid to mistress phallus fantasies
With taxpayer dollars transferred to lands with strange currencies
As the virus greed infects love with the hunger of his lustful needs
But what is love to an empty heart filled with silver coins it bleeds
He can't be Lucifer for he was never an angel to fall from grace
Though his only empathy is for the seven sins that construct the sly grin upon his face
Murderer most fowl...
Who casts a dark shadow erected of opulent fallacies
Erections made and paid to mistress phallus fantasies
With taxpayer dollars transferred to lands with strange currencies
As the virus greed infects love with the hunger of his lustful needs
But what is love to an empty heart filled with silver coins it bleeds
He can't be Lucifer for he was never an angel to fall from grace
Though his only empathy is for the seven sins that construct the sly grin upon his face
Murderer most fowl...
#betrayal
#GunControl
#hypocrisy
#morality
#deception
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