In 1958, Johnny Cash sang the iconic ballad, “Don’t Take Your Gun to Town ”
It was the plea of a mother to her son, who, in his bravado, ignored her warning and dies at the hand of someone who was faster on the draw. The ballad ends with the last words of the dying boy…Don’t take your gun to town.”
That was was a theme that found its home in the ’50’s a scant decade after the horrible killing fields of the Second World War as both a warning and a prophecy.
“Don’t take your guns to town, son”
He took his gun to church and nine people died. Some have said that those in the church should have been armed and killed him first.
In a place of peace, in a sanctuary of hope, at an altar of light…..Don’t take your gun to church, son”
He took his gun to school and the innocent children died. Some said the teachers should be armed and so kill him first. “Don’t take your gun to school, son”
He took his gun to the campus and his fellow students died. Some thoughtmore armed guards should have killed him first. “Don’t take your gun to the campus, son”
And so the killing goes on, the guns more easily obtained and the cries of those who mourn, m
And those who lie dying, cry out, “don’t take your guns to town, son!”
Isn’t it about time the killing stopped? Isn’t it time we called forth leaders with the courage to stand against those who live by the gun and cry out: No More?
Isn’t it time to stop taking the guns to town?