Guns, Guns, Guns -- Through The Eyes Of A Child
Guns on the Land, to protect property.
Guns on the Farm, stray animals to scare, not to do any harm.
Guns in the Bedroom for bums in the night-- just until someone can get to the lights.
Guns in the Kitchen--banging the pot with a spoon, don't scare off the moose, bears, and coons.
Guns in the Car when traveling far, but mainly we're told for those guys who just left the bar.
Guns in the Schools, I don't know many things, but I am no fool; that's our President's new rule.
Guns in the Hall, like in the Mall- guard carries--big and bald.
Guns in the Classrooms, Mr. Wilks hides under his shirt; not Ms. Hill, she keeps hers under the flap of her skirt.
Gun on the Bus, the driver warns, there will be no fuss.
Guns at the Church on Sunday? Someone must keep watch when we pray, I say.
Guns in my Dreams, rapid loud popping sounds all around; I awake with tears and screams.
Guns are all I see; Guns Everywhere! I told mom, I don't like guns; I just want to have fun. Mom said we'll do it, the first light of the sun. by CM