When?

What’s your weapon of choice when the voice of the angel on your shoulder can’t boulder the demons cries?
Is it music
Is it poetry?
Is it art?
It seems more and more people grab a gun and tear the world apart.
The heart takes a toll but most of us remain in control when our demons unfold.
I know the world can be cold but these massacres are freezing more souls into subzero temperatures.
It’s hard to have peace when the messengers become deceased from a coward behind a gun.
I wonder when the world was virgin, did violence like this ensue?
Did God put a curse onto Mother Earth by letting us humans through?
When will we learn to control the burns?
When will peace speak louder than a shot of a armed weapon?
It’s time to find another method.