By S. John Batiste ® A car drives by a northwest Houston home just after midnight, riddling the home with nearly three dozen rounds of bullets. A two-year old is shot in the leg. He will survive. No one is thinking Columbine in a neighborhood of poor folks. After all, this is how business is dealt in the hood, right? Except, this is not any hood. This hood is far from … [Read more...] about Gun Control: Rolls off the tongue, but not like Haiku poetry.