Our (Still) Angry NaPoWriMo Project Poem for today is titled: Critique Uninvited

Critique Uninvited

Possessing a gun does not
Make you a member
Of a well regulated militia

Any more than
Writing this poem
Makes me a poet

But, no one ever died
From a tortured metaphor
Or sharp retort

Hence, poetry requires
No regulation
While guns do



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