It takes money to buy a gun
It's time-consuming to plan
Why not hand out that money
To a stranger on the street
To buy himself/herself a meal

Guns are tools used in history
To hunt for food or to down a predator
As the guns switched owners
The predators end up running with it

Better think of those horrors
If Atomic bombs were used by predators
All inventions started with a seemingly noble purpose
Now when man is tired of goodness
He is befriending  the darkness
Not knowing that these two
Forces have been fooling 'the man'

There is no predator
Nor is there any perpetrator
It is the man playing different roles
Playing victim and the predator

Man on the street is ignored
Man's family stripped of their security
Man drives man out into the street
To play a game of chase and ****

Gun is only as powerful as the user's intent
Life in one is as precious as the life in another
Gun won't buy food nor security
Gun maketh man restless
Gun maketh man running from thought to thought

It takes money to buy a gun
It's time-consuming to plan
Why not hand out that money
To a stranger on the street
To buy him/herself a meal