{"id":621,"date":"2026-10-19T16:00:17","date_gmt":"2026-10-19T21:00:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=621"},"modified":"2026-10-19T15:47:09","modified_gmt":"2026-10-19T20:47:09","slug":"americas-gun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2026\/10\/19\/americas-gun\/","title":{"rendered":"America’s Gun"},"content":{"rendered":"

An older piece of mine, first shared on Facebook when a certain poem and its variants were making the rounds. A friend posted it yesterday (with permission), so here it is for anyone who wants to find it again.<\/em><\/p>\n

America is the Gun
\nThat holds its head up high.
\nThat does not scorn the fight,
\nThat does not scorn to die.<\/p>\n

America is the gun,
\nBound, bloodied, and tied,
\nScorned by unblooded cowards
\nIn the name of those who died.<\/p>\n

America is the gun,
\nThat the world begs for its peace
\nWhen they have dismissed their soldiers
\nIn false noblesse oblige.<\/p>\n

America is the gun,
\nThat says \u2018enough no more\u2019,
\nAnd fights with both hand tied
\nOn many distant shores.<\/p>\n

America is the gun,
\nThe world holds in contempt,
\nAnd yet the world would burn
\nUnless our guns are kept.<\/p>\n

America\u2019s Gun<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2026 all rights reserved<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

An older piece of mine, first shared on Facebook when a certain poem and its variants were making the rounds. A friend posted it yesterday (with permission), so here it is for anyone who wants to find it again. America is the Gun That holds its head up high. 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