On A Shooting Spree

On A Shooting Spree

    ​I took a pistol in my hands
    cocked it and headed forth
    on a killing spree.
    There were so many enemies
    which had hurt me all my life
    I wanted to kill them now
    I was therefore on a shooting spree
    searching for the morons' assemblage
    There they were all seated at a point
    across the Ugly Mansion of yore
    I moved towards them and took aim
    Shot them one by one
    until I ran out of my bullets
    Some of my foes were dead
    Some badly wounded
    I threw away my gun and marched back home
    I felt like a human being now
    a human being emancipated
    from the irksome quirks of lust, greed and jealousy
    My feelings of hate, revenge, grudge and violence
    had vanished like the passing clouds
    Nothing burdened my Heart now
    I had shunned all my sufferings
    by killing most of my hard core enemies
    All that now remained in my Heart and Soul
    was Love and Peace.

wow wonderful

v. Nice

Thank you very much, friends.
Take care and keep well!
MazHur