BULLET TO THE HEAD

With a bullet to your head you’re dead-
Interment, what is meant, what’s left
Like the casket leaving earth
Dying is as living
Killing the right way
Heaven is receiving
Adam’s sons, those cursed from birth
Robbers, in a marriage with theft.
Dragged from the cross to the place he bled.

That’s how i describe my religion;
God, muzzle, gun,fun and trigger.
A reputation viral;
Needles, drugs and fire arms
Hands behind your head
Trapped inside loud alarms
A penny for what’s tribal
Night comes bringing home the digger
Cold blood, just another slain pigeon

Leonell