He set out to kill:
man, woman, and child,
and a babe in its mother’s arm.
He donned a vest.
Picked up his guns.
And set out to do them harm.
He shot at cops.
He fought for their guns.
But when he didn’t win,
he threw up his hands
and quit the fight
so there ‘d be no harm to him.
This is a powerful telling of an event that seems to be played out way too often.
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