A revolver has been blasted and cried

A Revolver Has Been Blasted And Cried For Its Purpose,
Bullets Are Boosted Into The Super Still Sky, How Disastrous!
The Guns Commit Selfish Acts Due On The Day They Conceive,
Then They Beget And Discuss Another Life, Another Day To Achieve.
A Gun Is Common Among The Young And Dangerous
For They Disbelieve In Nightmare And Dreams: Apparatus.
Your Gun Is Safe But Thieves Perform A Stampede
On The Young At Living, The Very Youth, The Canopied.

When It Blasted Your Hair, It Considered A Target
On The Other Side, A Man Must Live By A Century
And He Is Me, The Very One Who Stamped A Bullet
In The Heart Of His Enemy, The Gods Are With Ability.
I Can Not Fetch The Revolver Or The Gun,
It Is Generous I Believe, The Gun Is To Be Begun.