This document expresses strong opposition to the creation of bullets. It lists numerous harmful outcomes that bullets can cause, such as lethal wounding, blindness, fractured bones, slander, torture, curses, division of loved ones, slaps, blood stains, prejudice, forlorn extinction, victimization, vanishing of optimism, jinxes, facial distortion, stopping of prosperity, witnessing kin bleed, shame, and snatched beloved ones. It argues that if instead of creating so many bullets, people emitted just one true beat of love from their hearts, it could transform the universe into paradise and enshroud all misery in bliss.

1. WHY THE HELL HAVE YOU MADE THIS GHASTLY BULLET ?
It either lethally wounded you; brutally divesting you of even the most infinitesimal
bit of your celestially burgeoning happiness,
Or it either venomously blinded you for the remainder of your life; as it mercilessly
zipped past the whites of your symbiotically effulgent eyes,
Or it either indefinitely fractured your bones; dolorously rendering you to beg on one
foot; till the time breath was still ardent in each heavenly nostril of yours,
Or it either indiscriminately slandered you; leaving you without the most
inconspicuous trifle of water and food; right in the heart of the truculently
acrimonious deserts,
Or it either baselessly tortured you to the most unprecedented limits; as at times the
coffins of agony in every ingredient of your blood; seemed more Herculean than the
corridors of infinite infinity,
Or it either indelibly cursed you; wherein you found that every step that you
unflinchingly alighted; led only to the graveyards of death; death and inconsolably
hedonistic bloodshed,
Or it either penalizingly divided you into a boundless halves; separating you forever
and ever and ever from the ones you most eternally adored; embraced and loved,
Or it either unforgivably slapped you; leaving such a tawdrily cancerous indentation
upon the fabric of your impeccable life; which was impossible to ever erase,
Or it either stained even the most mercurial line of your destiny with treacherous
blood; the stains of which cold-bloodedly asphyxiated you for an unlimited
more lifetimes,
Or it either created parasitic boundaries and differences with your neighboring
symbiotic caste; creed; nationalities and tribe; lambasting every conceivable cranny of
your brain with the wrath of inexplicably frustrating prejudice,
Or it either unsparingly bludgeoned you into the corpses of bizarrely forlorn
extinction; before even you ever had the time to utter your wistfully fervent
breath,
Or it either treated you as if you were the greatest criminal on planet divine; when
infact you’d spent every unfurling instant of your life profoundly dedicated to the
service of ubiquitously ever-pervading living-kind,

2. Or it either tirelessly victimized you beyond tangible degrees of comprehension;
fomenting even the most oblivious nerve of yours to tremble in uncontrollable
abhorrence and satanic malice,
Or it either vanquished the Sun of unfettered optimism forever and ever and ever
from your gloriously priceless lifetime; leaving you sacrilegiously drenched into solely
a mortuary of baselessly crippling darkness,
Or it either ominously jinxed you for every unleashing second of your life; wherein
whatever you dared caress; bawdily metamorphosed into the most disparagingly
delinquent coal-mine,
Or it either tyrannically distorted the contours of your pristinely inimitable face;
rendering you as the most penuriously ugly organism on the trajectory of this
fathomless Universe,
Or it either vindictively stopped the influx of prosperity in your life; replacing even
the tiniest bit of happiness; with traumatically augmenting sorrow and devastatingly
devouring war,
Or it either made you as uxoriously hollow as the lifeless corpse even as you
breathed; after witnessing countless of your own innocent kin and kind; unstoppably
bleeding to the last breath of their life,
Or it either incessantly perpetuated you to lick lackadaisically ribald mud; as your jaws
got unfortunately trapped into the sadistically cannibalistic enemy camp,
Or it either hung your head in shame every time you took birth; infront of all those
whom you had meaninglessly assassinated in a trice of a second; without any
ostensible reason or rhyme and only on the pretext of war,
Or it either snatched your beloved from so perpetually far away from you; that even
the most preposterously wildest of your dreams couldn’t ever imagine of ever
reaching her,
Then why the hell have you made this ghastly “ Bullet ” O! Impoverished Man;
releasing it in countless numbers every unveiling instant of Omnipotent life; when all
that was required was just one true beat of Immortal love earnestly wafting from your
heart; enough to transform this boundless Universe into a veritable paradise; enough
to enshroud even the most evanescent bit of misery into an unconquerably blissful
entrenchment of the Creator Divine