Monday, March 10, 2008

being you : telling your story




ALL YOU WANTED WAS TO EXIST- DIDN'T YOU KNOW?
THERE'S NO ESCAPING TROUBLE! BUT,
WHY DO YOU WORRY YOURSELF?
IT WASN'T YOU! IT WAS THEM.
THEY FIRED THE BULLET, THEY TOOK AIM.
LOOKED THROUGH THE SNIPER-SCOPE, LOOKED HARD;
A COLD, DETERMINED, HEARTLESS, BLUE EYE! THERE WAS NO FEAR.
IT NEVER BLINKED; THERE WAS NO SHAME.
YOU ARE ONLY THE GUN, AND GUNS DON'T KILL!
CARRY THE LOAD INSIDE YOU, HIDING IT FROM THE WORLD.
BUT THEY SOUGHT IT OUT. KEPT PUSHING YOU, HARDER, FURTHER!
THERE WAS NO CHOICE ON THIS SIDE. YOU CARRY THE FIRE,
LIKE A CANDLE- WARM, HARMLESS FLAME.
YOU WERE ONLY A FLAME.THEY BROUGHT THE GASOLINE!
BUT PLEASE DON'T BLAME YOURSELF, YOU ARE JUST A GUN.
AND GUNS DON'T KILL.

HAD THE SAFETY ON; THE TRIGGER DIDN'T SQUEEZE ITSELF.
THE BULLET WAS SAFE, INSIDE YOU; INNOCENT AND ASLEEP!
THEY ARE TO BLAME- TURND THE LATCH OFF, MESSED AROUND WITH THE TRIGGER,
CUT THE BULLET LOOSE- AND NOW THEY'RE ALL MESSED UP.
BUT THAT'S OKAY- THERE WAS NOTHING YOU COULD DO.
OUTSIDE THE BARREL THE BULLET NO LONGER LISTENS TO YOU!
CUT THROUGH THE AIR, FOUND ITS TARGET, AND
NOW! THEY CALL YOU A KILLER! THE COLD BLUE EYE,
IT LOOKED ON. THE GLASS DIDN'T TASTE ANT TEARS,
WHEN THEY DREW THE FIRST BLOOD. SO BROTHER,
DON'T BLAME YOURSELF- YOU WERE JUST THE GUN
AND THE GUN NEVER KILLED.

FELT THE PRESSURE INSIDE YOU- BUT NEVER SPAT IT OUT!SO
LET THE DOGS BARK, AND THE SANCTIMONIOUS SHOUT.
ITS NOT YOUR FAULT.THEY ALL HAVE BLUE EYES!
AND THEY BROUGHT THE BULLET OUT.