Friday, August 09, 2013

the bullet flies

The bullet flies
Somebody dies
In the crowded street
In the back alley

The news flash out
The men in blue stare
The chart on the wall
How many died this way?

There is no clue
The bullet flies anyway
The fear hit the society
Who will fall today?

Nobody seems to know
After a while the silence
The years of yesterday bullets
It remains open today

The bullet flies
Somebody dies
The crying of tears
The fear in the eyes


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