Alliterative Thoughts

The night is still
A star-studded sky
Envelops the earth
Bringing closure to the day.

A gentle wind whispers
Through tall tree tops
And a light mist
Slowly settles on the ground.

A picture perfect evening
Peace and tranquility;
Safe and secure
I fall into a restful sleep.

Miles away
Shots shatter the illusion
As a lone gunman
Wields death and destruction.

Cable news feasts
On the horrific event
Reaching out to reeling relatives
Perusing the perp’s past.

Our country’s leaders
Jockey for political positions
Using this terrible tragedy
To advance their agendas.

Powerful men and women
With burly bodyguards,
Working in public places
With supertight security,

Debate and debate
The rights of citizens
To bear arms
For self-preservation

While we the people
Suffer the savagery
Of mass murderers –
In “gun free zones” –

Supposedly safe places,
No protection provided;
Susceptible soft targets,
Down-right dangerous.

“See something, say something”
Citizens are told.
In this “PC” world?
Contradictory counsel.

Why is the citizenry
Restless, recalcitrant?
The protected politicians are
Playing with the lives of the unprotected.