THE PISTOL

ANGER IS A PISTOL, BARRIED UNDER THE SKIN.
WATING TO BE LOADED BY INSULTS, ROMOURS, AND LIES.
COCKED BY THE FIRST BLOW OF PHYSOCAL CONTACT.
YOUR TEMPER IS THE TRIGGER.
FUSTRATION IS THE GUN POWDER.
AND HATE IS THE SPARK TO SET OFF THE CHAIN REACTION.
THE BULLET IS YOUR FIST, AND THE FIGHT BEGINS.
YOUR EYES ARE THE IRON SIGHTS YOU AIM YOUR ATTCKS DOWN.
BLOOD IS THE SMOKE THAT IS SPREAD, A RESULT OF CONFLICT, A REMINDER.
EVENTUALLY YOU RUN OUT OF AMMUNITION, OUT OF ENERGY.
WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE THE GUN, THE PISTOL IS CONSELED UNDER THE SKIN, THE HOLSTER, FOR THE NEXT FIGHT.