Someone's Daughter, Someone's Son

At the bang of a gun

it's already too late

Someone's daughter, someone's son

*

Damage can't be undone

There's no respawn or replicate

at the bang of a gun

*

All it takes is one

Shot fired, why debate?

Someone's daughter, someone's son

*

Guilt is hard to outrun

when you play with fate

at the bang of a gun

*

When the deed is done

Driven by fear or hate

Somone's daughter, someone's son

*

Lives cut short, barely begun

it's necesssary to restate

at the bang of a gun

someone's daughter, someone's son

*

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Author's Notes: Another Villanelle challenge entry that I feel speaks for itself.

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