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Shoot

Original Poetry

Translation

I was born with a gun in my mouth,

With the barrel down my throat so that I couldn’t shout

With the barrel down my throat so I couldn’t scream

For help and for savior from parents and doctors

For help from parents and doctors

That wants my safety but can’t see the danger.

Who want to keep me safe but don’t see the danger.

There’s a gun in my mouth, and I run my tongue along the edge

Of the muzzle to feel the ridges I left

On the metal from bite marks I gnawed with my teeth,

As I waited for the bullets to make their release.

As I waited for the bullets to come out.

The gun’s in my mouth, and the feel is familiar,

The gun’s in my mouth, and it feels familiar,

The ache in my jaw and the sick, twisted thrill of

The pain in my jaw and the strange thrill of

Wanting the change, and wanting the bullet,

Wanting change, wanting the bullet,

And wanting the finger on the trigger to pull it.

And wanting someone to pull the trigger.

There’s a gun in my mouth, and I want it to hurt, and I want to it to sting and I want it to burn

There’s a gun in my mouth, and I want it to hurt, sting, and burn

As the bullet rips my throat in a blazing blow,

As the bullet tears through my throat,

For at least it leaves a wound that I can show.

At least it leaves a wound I can show.

There’s a gun in my mouth, but I’m holding the gun,

There’s a gun in my mouth, but I’m holding it,

And holding me down so that I can’t run.

And keeping myself from running.

There’s a gun in my hand, and it’s pointing at me,

There’s a gun in my hand, pointing at me,

As I wait for the shot that will mark me free.

As I wait for the shot that will set me free.

There’s a gun in my hand and I want to use it,

On the cowardly girl and the mouths that abuse it,

That hurt the gun by taking it as given,

That hurt the gun by taking it for granted,

And holding the gun, yet waiting for forgiveness.

There’s a gun in my mouth, and a gun in my hand,

And they both want the freedom the bullet will grant.

And they both want the freedom the bullet will give.

A shift in the hell of the stagnant waiting,

A change in the hell of waiting,

An end to the rope that is already fraying.

An end to the rope that’s already breaking.

There’s a gun in my hand, and I want it to hurt,

I want it to sting and I want it to burn,

I want it to sting and burn,

As I pull the trigger and feel as the metal,

As I pull the trigger and feel the metal,

Rips through the chamber and finds my mouth to settle.

Tear through the chamber and settle in my mouth.

There’s a gun in my heart, and a gun in my fate,

There’s a bullet I will shoot when it’s already too late,

There’s a bullet I’ll shoot when it’s too late,

There’s a hope in my heart for help and for savior,

There’s hope in my heart for help and savior,

From parents and doctors that can’t see the danger.

From parents and doctors who can’t see the danger.

Explanation

In 'Shoot,' Solape Adetutu Adeyemi uses the metaphor of a gun to explore themes of internal conflict, identity, and the desire for change. The poem opens with the striking image of being 'born with a gun in my mouth,' suggesting a life marked by violence and a lack of control. The speaker describes the physical sensation of the gun, noting the 'ridges' left by their teeth, which symbolizes the deep-seated pain and struggle they endure.

As the poem progresses, the speaker's relationship with the gun becomes more complex. They express a 'sick, twisted thrill' in wanting the bullet, indicating a longing for transformation or release from their current state. This desire is juxtaposed with the fear and pain associated with the gun, creating a tension between the wish for change and the fear of its consequences.

The emotional arc of the poem moves from a sense of entrapment and helplessness to a yearning for freedom, even if it comes through self-destruction. The tone is one of desperation and defiance, as the speaker grapples with their own agency and the external pressures they face.

Adeyemi employs vivid imagery and repetition to reinforce the poem's themes. The repeated references to the gun and the physical sensations it evokes create a visceral experience for the reader. The use of enjambment and free verse allows the poem to flow with the speaker's turbulent emotions, mirroring their internal chaos.

Ultimately, the poem speaks to the struggle for self-identity and the desire to break free from societal and personal constraints. It highlights the complexity of mental health issues and the often invisible battles individuals face, urging a deeper understanding and empathy from those around them.

Word Dictionary10

Word	In English	Plain (English)	Pron.
barrel	tube of a gun	the long tube part of a gun	bar-rel
muzzle	end of a gun	the front end of a gun	muz-zle
gnawed	bit hard	chewed or bit into something repeatedly	gnaw-ed
thrill	excitement	a feeling of excitement	thrill
sting	sharp pain	a sharp pain	sting
blazing	very bright	very bright	blaz-ing
fraying	unraveling	unraveling	fray-ing
chamber	part of a gun	the part of a gun where bullets are loaded	cham-ber
fate	destiny	the course of events in a person's life	fate
savior	rescuer	someone who saves or rescues	say-vior

Poet & Context

PoetSolape Adetutu Adeyemi

EraContemporary

Solape Adetutu Adeyemi is a contemporary poet known for her raw and immersive style. Her work often explores themes of identity, survival, and the struggles of modern life, using powerful metaphors to convey deep emotional truths.

WhenContemporary

WhyThe poem reflects the poet's struggle with identity and the lack of true choice, using an extended gun metaphor to express themes of violence, survival, and inescapable reality.

FormFree verse

Themes & More

Themes

identitymental healthself-destructionfreedom

Literary devices

metaphor: The gun represents internal conflict and desire for change.imagery: Vivid descriptions of the gun and its sensations create a visceral experience.repetition: Repeated references to the gun emphasize the speaker's struggle.enjambment: The flow of lines mirrors the speaker's turbulent emotions.