I Shoot

I shoot you
You shoot me
We'd shoot
A fuckin'
Rainbow
If it looked at us
The wrong way
Why must we give
Creedence
To our homicidal tendencies
Is it not enough
To have every single
Comfort
At our finger tips?
Is it too much to ask
To care for every
Sentient being
Unconditionally?
Go on and brag about
Your ak-47
Or pistol
For
The next time
You shoot me
Will be the next
Time
I shout out loud
"I Love You!"