Parched

The landscape turned red.
Reign of bullets.
Rain of frogs.

Second Amendment
right to die
second hour math class.

Luminous sorrow
lights the wake
the descent into ground.

Sum of all fears
is greater than the sum
of all guns sold.

And the bullet assembly line
fails to keep pace with demand.
Hoarders.

People with nothing better to do
than inventory stacks
of basement ammo boxes.

Expended brass casings
never hit the ground
as gently as rain.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney

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