The Gun, the Bullet and The Man It Meant To Hit
The Gun, the Bullet and The Man It Meant To Hit
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I once traveled to a land diseased with genocide
Where lion entrails was sold overseas for the land's pride
Landslides caked with plague and cracked bones
Where slaves are made to pay back business loans
I witness the eyes slipping off their visage
Was I dipped in a mirage or an unloaded barage
Of bullets that replaced the barren lakes
A chalice filled with melted lead, people drinking to fate
Dropping dead, they regurgitate their wastes and guts
Fecal matter splattered on rotten tissue smother in rust
I wish I was just one of those tourist that took a risk
With their polaroids flash lit, flickered and hissed
The language of ghosts, metal boxes scabbed the coasts
Tombstones for those with draught and toast
Still in their knapsack, Uneaten sandwhich still wrapped
Soldiers smoulder the flesh, to feast on child's last
Wish they spoke in a lisp, they kissed charred cheeks.
Blood cradled in the spaces between their teeth
In the shadows of Veitnam
Deafened by hearing Cambodia bombed
Our toddlers watch our people slain
Our people
Without letters for names
You never realize evil till you've slipped in sin
Though it was an accident you wanted to happen
My skin was etched in blood, sketching my musculature
Moments blurred as time twisted as bullets slurred
Half a man, a shot punctured his face
Spilling wit from the nostrils dilating in disgrace
A single word dripped from his toungue as he spit
"Why?" Why did he die? He was a traitor I was told
His body roped and bag after being unclothed
"Country is truth, and truth salvation
But the traitor uses it to disguise damnation
Have patience soldier and learn to sharpshoot this hymn
To the din of bullets that a single finger sings"
I rocked the body to a field followered with bullet tips
Where a black and white child played with her hair clips
"You kid! Leave what are you here for"
"I can't daddy told me to wait, Mister
Oh can you help me find him? Please!"
I pushed her aside ignoring her cries
But as she walked away a picture dripped from her hand
I saw a face, "He was killed last year..."
Damn
