Not a fan of guns; think they should be canned.
I’m fine inserting my bullets by hand.
Get angry enough to kung fu sling ‘em.
Angry flung just hard enough to wing ‘em.
Bullets shot equal bravery devoured.
Every gun turns shooters into cowards.
No white of eyes contact at close distance.
No struggled fight to death for existence.
Strong arms & killer instinct depleted.
Firearms kill for men; no heroes needed.
No muscle, conviction or reason voiced.
For, all that’s required of triggers is choice.
L.B.Stowe 