Roars,
That of the savage king,
Echoing the might of a thousand forests form.
Intimidating.
Screams,
That of a raging angel,
Burning with the fury of an entire heaven.
Stentorian.
Drum,
that of a military band,
Banging with the fists of a thousand soldiers.
Unexplained.
Cries,
That from a dead child's mother.
Filled with the shrill of a thousand banshees.
Chilling.
Blast,
That of the headless bullet,
Intimidating, stentorian, unexplained, chilling.
The disregard of life,
Championing of destruction,
The embodiment of frenzy.
The beast roar's for food,
while the angel screams with faith,
The band drums in harmony,
and the mother cries in pain.
But the bullet,
It shouts for no reason,
None
And none at all.
For after all,
its powered by pure lunacy,
raving, black, powdered
lunacy.
Yesterday had a 'live' firing at nee soon camp and yeah. due to the long amount of time i had to wait there, came up with that above. Some parts sound kinda wierd, but yeah. That's what i feel about guns and bullets. and i hate it when they ask me to 'respect your rifle' or 'respect those missiles'. For me its like asking me to respect murderers, or evil dictators for that matter. Respect its power, or so they say, well, if that's so, everyone could respect hitler for all they want, for he had power, that like that of the rifle. And sorry, but i'm not gonna respect a murderer such as him. or 'This rifle is gonna save your life in a war' but if rifles and bullets or simply weaponary was not invented in the first place, will there ever be war? imagine, if all countries in the world disarmed and handed over their rifles, will there be a war at all? Guns make me jumpy, especially firing one. I mean, that thing can kill, man. and yeah, i am not at all keen to learn how to kill a person. I would be ok if i know that a rifle is used to hunt animals, but yeah, not to be used to hunt humans. I will never fire at another man. Be it, friend, neutral or foe. And yeah. the sound made by a bullet, is well, as stated above, kinda dislike that sound. feels too aggressive to me.
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