Rich man, poor man or king on a throne, living in this world is like a combat zone. and from all the combat to survive, most of our heads are almost bone, if not that they soon might be gone. We've got to chose our weapons wise, or the enemy will hit us with a big surprise.
Religiously speaking of protection, God is suppose to be the best connection. What about the U.S government, that's almost a joke of resentment? Then there's the police department, not so dependable establishment.
On a personal level, sometimes we have to shoot evil. The right to bare arms, gee the Colt 45 surely charms. In the wild west, it use to be one of the best. And if you really want to get on the clock, what about a good Glock?
It's a jungle right where we all live, no wonder so many find it hard to love & forgive. For a long time I've been gone, on vacation alone. Living in a fantasy land, to help lower this lifes demand.
But I' a dam good soldier! I'm a survivor, no bull chit jiver.