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I was once some kind of gun
rifle or shotgun, doesn't matter
then a gun buyback was begun
I got destroyed with a loud clatter

Me and others just like me
were cut and melted down one day
at a recycling steel mill don't you see
I mixed with iron scraps thrown away

Part of me was shipped to one place
some of me went off to another
I assumed another form and face
I was reforged with little bother

Half of me became cookware
a harmless thing all would agree
a pressure cooker shipped somewhere
a madman made a bomb of me

My other part was sent to Shrade *a well known knife maker
where all types cutlery is made
including a small butcher knife
with which a drunk man killed his wife

I could as well be in a car
whose owner smoked a fine cigar
to light it his eyes left the road
he destroyed a school bus and its load

I recall back when I was a gun
I never did kill anyone
my owner followed every law
woods and game were all I saw

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Structured: Western
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Steel has been killing people since long before there ever were guns
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A grand way to make a point, there are so many ways to harm others even your kitchen pressure (cooker) cooked typo, but I won't point that out.
We should just accept that man/ woman will kill
no matter what you make of the Steel.
Is a full metal jacket a lethal piece of clothing??
Is a dum dum a bullet that doesn't know where it is going,
and on it goes, story on story, we must just keep writing,
Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Since man first picked up an antelope hip bone and bashed somebody with it we have found ways to kill. In my opinion we need people control. Evey person who has committed an mass killing showed previous signs of coming troubles. THAT is what needs better efforts.........................stan

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