Hand Me A Gun

I wrote poetry and such a lot when I was younger. It wasn't all good. In fact, most of it was horrendous. Sometimes, I stumble upon something I really enjoy. This is one of them. It's rhymic and rhythmic and not perfect, but it expresses a sentiment I still love to play with.

"Hand Me A Gun"
Run and hide
Shoot the bride
Dance the dance
Ride the ride

Find the village
Count the crows
Ride disaster
Lava flows

Watch the sun
Come up and down
Fight the villain
Let it down

Mass Confusion
Full Illusion
Let the image
Let you go

Tinted windows
Looming shadows
Stilletto heels
Reels and reels

Make it, take it
Blow it up
That's the way
It's done

And when the next one
Makes a run
Life's a movie
Where's my gun

---JonShado circa 1998