27 July 2012

Tragedy Doesn't Make You a Commando

Buttons pushed, lay out the cash
'cause you feel the media dread
put on your do-rag, tin star man,
camouflage paint, tactical gear
don't forget your flag
wrap yourself in cold comfort
of gunmetal and AP bullets
(your demon wears kevlar)

Kid yourself its necessary
godless crazies are out there
crossfires will take 'em out (right?)
Go ahead, boy sniper, defend us all
You've seen enough movies
you're a marksman, confirmed!
More's the pity your aim is not
guaranteed to save the innocent


  1. when u spare the time to write poetry its always food for thought. I luv to unravel your words and taste them a few times before moving on with my day.

  2. @michael: Thank you kind sir. Happy to oblige.


"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."

-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

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