JUST A GUN

I am just a gun.

Yes, just like any other gun.

And I’m laying here on the school ground steps.

I am just a gun

Yes, better than any other gun.

I can be bought by any 18yr old

And any good guy with a gun.

You don’t need training to learn to shoot me

I am just a gun.

Yes, but better than any other gun.

Superman can fly so fast to turn the axis of the world.

Like Superman, my bullet can go so fast that no one can fix my damage.

I am a gun. Yes, just like any other gun.

A single shot low velocity rifle can chip a bone or plunge into an organ, a liver, a kidney, a lung

Leave a bullet that goes in a straight line, enters, and exits clean.

A bullet can be retrieved and damage that can be repaired.

That’s just a gun. Yes, just like any other gun.

But me, I am a GUN. Yes, Better than any other gun.

Like Superman, I can go faster than a speeding bullet so that

My bullet can burst a liver and leave it like a mess of smashed melon.

I can shred any organ so that it fails, death the only result.

Limbs broken, turned inside out.

I am a GUN.

Yes, But better than any other gun.

My bullets enter the body and creates a swath of tornado-like destruction.

Catastrophic tissue damage and bleeding is what I leave behind.

So much blood loss, the odds of making it to the trauma center alive are nil.

I AM A GUN.

YES, BETTER THAN ANY OTHER GUN.

I hear the commentator diss me on tv.

To dream that a little girl hit

(While her classmate covered in her friend’s blood feigned death to stay alive)

Would have survived ME if the cops had gotten to her earlier.

The velocity of my bullet destroyed her, just left her insides bleeding

 till she bled out, breathing her last breath.

I AM A GUN.

No one lives – it is just a matter of time.

I am a GUN.

Yes, better than any other gun.

I am not JUST A GUN.

I AM AR-15.