Guns

What if all guns were scolding hot and only those
born from the devil and scarred by
the just were evil enough to hld them
they would walk around with
wicked expressions of pain on their faes
souls on fire tortured by the
very thing that pulls on their hearts
the need to kill
the need to appease the devil

And these guns would be forever molded on their hands
people would sit on them and
dogs would pee on them
and what if the bullets would pass
right through whatever it touched
maybe then there would be jsutice in this world
maybe then.