“Guns don’t kill people...”
They tell us.
But trigger-pulling demons
Pop up suddenly
From so many unexpected places,
And people
-- far too many people --
Die!
But, too many of those
We elected to lead us
Find National Rifle Association dollars
More precious than
Human life,
So a solution is beyond our reach.
Could the angels
Who comfort the grieving
Pull all our proud, high flying
Stars and Stripes
Down to half-mast?
Then, at least, our national sadness
Could be public, and shared.
