Popcorn in the Gunshot - Original Poem

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave
It makes me jump,
The sound so loud.
It proclaims it is there and demands your attention.

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave
Is not really the issue,
For there is nothing scary about popcorn.
The real issue is what it makes you think of.

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave
Makes me jump high,
And cower to the floor in fear.
This popcorn popping sounds like my nightmares.

Gun shot
*BANG*
Another one
*BANG*

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave.
No one cares about that.
It's the hidden meaning that matters.
The sounds of gunshots echoing in my ears.

~Alyssa Hellenbrand~