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Larry,

You have managed to say so much in such few words which is amazing.

The idea that you don't know how you feel. I mean of course this is all metaphorical but the idea is the same. You are living this life of yours yet you found this gun and there are bullets with your name on them. Was it a blessing that you have found the gun in time so that you did not get hurt or worse? Or was it a curse that there was a gun that had bullets with your name on them in the first place. The idea of being cursed, as if there could be another gun out there somewhere with your name on it.

I love the fact that this poem opens up a lot of questions about life itself. I mean in two lines you have managed to make me think of life itself and asking so many questions of my own.

I love that you have done this. I wonder too though, what has happened in your life that you feel that you are blessed or cursed?

Aweome write

x

Larry, I always smile when I read this type of poems from you, mainly because of your wisdom of the world, is whether you have the answers to these questions...it makes us as the reader think...and the deepness of what we may come up with is often such that we find ourselves searching for more.

I agree with what Everlasting says, that our lives are decided by ourselves and that if your name is written on the bullets, you are blessed that you took the gun.

xxxx

Sir, you took away a gun and found your name written on the bullets. You are blest. The gun now is in your hand. Your life is pretty much decided by you and no one else.

-- those are my thoughts.

When it comes to those questions I like to go to the brighter answer, and try to believe it. What do you think? Is that right?:)

Love this piece, and how it makes the reader think, great poem.