Shoot

Don't ask me anymore,

where I'm going

with that gun in my hand;

it is my right to own it,

it is my right 

to do with it

as I please;

this is America!

The whole country

is the Wild, Wild West,

2016!

Where we shoot first,

then ask questions later--

maybe.

You see someone suspicious?

Shoot them

before they shoot you;

doesn't matter

if they're armed 

or not,

they had it coming.

Hell,

we've all got it coming, kid.

Someone playing loud music?

Doesn't matter 

if they're driving away,

shoot them down--

it's called

volume control!

Someone looks at you funny,

or talks wrong to your woman?

Shoot

before you see 

the whites of their eyes;

someone in your way

in a darkened hallway;

or talking back at you

on an elevated platform?

You've got  a gun

(which is your right),

USE IT!

Don't hesitate!

Hesitating

will get you killed.

It's survival 

of the fittest, baby,

and he who owns the gun,

calls the shots

(pun intended).

So,

know what time it is!

Arm yourselves!

You never know

when shit 

is going to go down.

It's best to be ready

to shoot,

then reload,

then shoot,

then reload,

then shoot,

shoot,

shoot!

Oh,

and in answer

to your question

from earlier,

well,

you know

where I'm going.

© 2016 Joseph Powell