Who's The One That Holds The Gun (A Poem)

Who's the one

That holds the gun

And brings the winter's snow;

Who hides the sun

And makes to run

Every friend and foe?

Eden's echo

Falls away

While families fall apart;

Guns laid them bare

And left them there

To mend their broken hearts.

Mothers, fathers,

Sons and daughters

All've been whisked away;

The Death bell rings

As violence brings

Another terrible day.

Though we move on

Without a sun

Pretending light is here;

We forgot

What we were taught,

that death should not be feared.

But can you blame

Those who named

The terror of the flash;

Those who weep

Who see the deep

And a breathe feels like a lash.