The Reason Why

Asking the unanswerable 'why' Is like seeking light in the dim, Life and Death we can't deny No reasons needed, so it seems. That Fate does not come knocking, Nor does Death have any manners Is a daily truth we are all facing For Life when lost is regained never. When people walk like sitting ducks Ready to be cut down for no cause Then something of Why must be asked And the Reason searched with no pause. My simple question is the puzzle Where came the bulk of ammunition? The absence of the needed muzzle - Are stricter laws on gun regulation!