On my mind :A poet on a battle field

Why is the bullet always a metaphor?
Why is the the bullet always present?
That is the paradox of not only a troubled land but also of a troubled psyche.

In the hands of the degenerate, in the hands of the virtuous, in the hands of the vicious, and even in the hands of the effeminate the bullet is a weapon
It has nailed our minds as superintends
WHAT ARE BULLETS
The words are bullets
Power is a bullet
Ideas are billuts
Hope is a bullet

We take vintage positions, fingers pulling the trigger to send bullets flying
Many bullets have been fired sometimes to a blur vision and sometimes to clear vision
I am in the front line aiming for to the best of targets
So as to make every shot counts

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