Notice of absence from Poetic Licence
Now is the time.
Now is the time.
The Killing Kind.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you always wanted war from the start.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you have a strong belief in your heart.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you want anything other than peace.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you are one of those obedient sheep.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you genuinely hate your neighbour.
Are you pointing that gun
Because it just makes you feel better.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you chose to by your own free mind.
Are you pointing that gun
Because you are just one of the killing kind.
Tobani July 2025
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Many full of fear, some full of anger, fewer still full of lust point their guns. But if not guns they would point their knives. These people need help. Good write.
So true, have a great day
Have a wonderful day yourself
Well done, Tobani. My mind will come back to this one from time to time.
Thank you Jerry, very much appreciated
Brilliant work
.".. obedient sheep" is a clever metaphor.
Thank you Priya, very much appreciated
You are most welcome, Tobani.
Great write
Thank you Tony, very much appreciated
You're welcome
Good questions. What about: "are you able to live with yourself if you take the life of another?" There was a rendition on YouTube about a rather unfortunate modern incident which never should have happened, and yet was virtually unavoidable in this horrendously uncivil and foolish society: one of those fools on the road who believe you're not free to get out from behind their slowness and drive freely retaliated as their wont. However she very sadly accidentally retaliated against a human machine. [Soldiers are trained to shoot first, ask questions later, because anything less on the battlefield would both be suicide and also lose the battle.] The soldier behaved unconsciously as he was trained, however his conscience killed him internally for what his training provoked him to do. Ergo the query I suggested. Excellently rendered with exceptional good sense, imagery and a subtly haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you kindly for your feedback, enjoy the rest of your day
You likewise.
We live in a gun culture, especially in the USA, and it sickens me to see how it is revered by so many as a means to whatever end they choose. Thank you for this most relevant piece.
Thank you Bella for your kind feedback, enjoy the rest of your day
A Great write.
Thank you kindly for your feedback, enjoy the rest of your day
Good questions Tobani.
Andy
Thank you
Hello, Tobani,
All it takes is a slight squeeze of the trigger, no matter the reason, a life taken and the perpetual grief in its wake. Four brilliant stanzas makes for an outstanding poem. Top drawer, this one.
Fond regards,
Tony.
Thank you Tony, your feedback is very much appreciated
Mankind is lost
Thank you for your comment, very much appreciated
This is well written , the meter and vocabulary fits the poem , it's a poem that hold good meaning while still being able to digest , I like it great poem
Thank you for your feedback, enjoy the rest of your weekend
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