7.62mm.....It's Life's Chorus

7.62mm.....It's Life's Chorus 

 

I like, the oily cold feel of the metal.

The menacing, blue black sheen.

As it slowly warms..........in 

my hands.

It's a comforting weight.....

It moulds,..... to my soul.

Like Judas, it holds twenty ! 

It's an international currency,

Pointed, copper coated.....

....bits of lead.

That crack and thump, 

800 feet per second .....

......as they, pass through the air.

That whizz n splat...,it takes.....,

It's pound of flesh.

As it tears it's way, on it's path.

Fist size holes appear.

Delivering, it's ......

Message 

 

Of Death.

 

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