It is sad, now that we no longer need guns to hunt for food, that we seem to buy guns for our own protection that often fall into younger hands in the house, by accident or design.

The teenage years and testosterone often bring out irrational violence as young men try to learn how to be men. In the case of your poem, that scenario is being played out more and more across the great country of the United States. Boys will be boys. Rash action may lead to a life of regret or crime.

Your poem hits us hard emotionally, but harder for those involved.

Ron

So sad, the turf wars, whether gang or political. Well penned, David.