Bullet of Love
There; through my canvas vest
Through my tough skin and my bony chest
There through many indifferences and the rest
Did the bullet of love swiftly penetrate?
And I felt its warmth it shared with the barrel
I wore bliss and glad as my face would label
And my eyes opened and my feelings went neural
The gun was my defense, the sense my heart had to create.
And there was war and there was peace
For long the bullet and gun remained one piece.
Shots were fire and dins were heard as far as eyes
Eyes of love to stare at would hate.
And then the massacre came and hearts were broken
As would one expect from homes people had fallen
Tears in the cold had to floor until frozen
And my heart was hit, and I felt the ribs broken.
There where the bullet hit, where the veil strains to give way
There where operation-eject- depression is underway
There where the bullet of love scratches the wounds of my way…
too hurting chest.
There where it accessed my soul, and pierced all the way.
There from; the bullet of love comes away.
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