Gun Play One Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Gun Play One

Rating: 5.0


Gunplay 1

They don´t have guns in heaven only tooth picks,
but god has got a golden gun, given to him by
the producer of James Bond movies.
He toys with it just for fun when newcomers
arrive, but most of the time the gun is on top
of the bible he wrote once upon a time.
Not that he has copyright, he will be the first
to tell you, but with the help of strange people
who insisted he had spoken to them.
Sometimes when god is alone he put the gun
to his temple and…click... nothing happens
it is all in jest or is it? Infinity can be a burden.
Now, if you wonder about the tooth picks,
angels like to welcome you with a bright smile.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mun Abed 24 March 2014

it's been a while since i read something this innovative, tooth picks blew my mind!

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Leslie Philibert 03 August 2012

Clever, original thoughts, well packed in a fine poem

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