When The Gun Spoke

pull it
or don’t
i’m not in charge
it is the bullet
no, it is your hand
no, your fingers
they are needed
for me 
to work
no, it is your eyes
to see 
to aim 
to know what to look at
no, it is your mind that
to grip me
buy me
shoot me
no, it is your arm
no, it is the muscles 
that have power
to hold steady
to kill
but whatever you do
don’t blame me
i didn’t do it