Guns, Guns, and More Guns

Yesterday I saw a post on Facebook reacting to the latest mass shooting committed by just one.
It stated that the whole horrific incident could have been avoided if everyone carried a gun.
And, the person wasn't alone in this way of thinking because the "likes" began to appear
The fact that many believe in guns was quickly becoming quite clear.

I couldn't help but comment to make my own opinion known to all.
I mentioned how the only law back in the Wild West was guns drawn to see who would fall.
The person responded asking what was so wrong with the Wild West anyway
Without it, none of us would even be living here today.

Once again, I was compelled to answer back, saying that may very well be.
And, without the atomic bomb this country would probably not be free.
However, aren't we supposed to be a civilized group evolving,
Learning from our history and developing our complex problem solving.

I have to wonder just how it is that people really do think
That guns, guns, and more guns are the missing link
Gangs have guns to "defend" themselves each and every day.
Then I read that a poor defenseless four year old just happened to get in the way.

This person then posted on Facebook that he just wants those without a gun
To stop getting shot while they're just out there having fun.
Okay, I wrote, this comment is one with which I can agree.
While tears are running down my cheeks from the ongoing news that I see.

Young, innocent lives ended so abruptly during a movie.
Guns, guns, and more guns don't guarantee we'll be free.
Not when anyone can buy them anywhere, any time, any place
Then use one to randomly kill with no concern for the human race.

The only light I do see in these insane random acts,
Is that the victims begin to realize some very important facts.
When this moment could possibly be your very last,
It no longer matters what prejudices you may have held in the past.

The survivors stories seem to say it all loud and clear
So many said that despite the overwhelming panic and fear,
As they saw their life flashing before their very eyes,
While they listened to the screams and the frightening cries ...

It no longer mattered for so many of the several hundred people there
The color of each person's skin, their wealth, or the clothes that they wear.
Life, all life, became precious and unexpected heroes began to arise.
The good human spirit rose up, and to me, that was not a surprise.

© Sheryl A. Skutelsky, 2012. All rights reserved.