Randy McClave

(Ashland, Kentucky)

Gun Or Rifle


I own not a rifle or even a gun
As did my father, but not me or my son.

No person or creature, do I ever want to kill
Just to end a life, from a passion or a thrill;

If I get hungry, and I need food to eat
I will go to the store, to buy my bread and meat,

A gun or a rifle doesn't define who I am
As a person who owns no weapon, is not a lamb;

Upon this earth no person do I fear
I live in a civilization, and not in the old frontier,

I do not need a firearm when I walk down the street
As I am not afraid, of every person that I meet;

If I believed I must kill to protect my family or my home
I might as well live, underneath a giant glass dome,

To own a weapon for protection, to me seems trifle
I don’t need or want to own a gun, or even a rifle.

Randy L. McClave

Submitted: Monday, December 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 31, 2013

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