Wednesday, February 19, 2014
They Shot Him
Lay down your arms! I come in peace.
Said the ambassador right before
they shot him.
Lay down your arms! And be released,
he said, and then
they shot him.
His hands were high
His heart was wide
They saw, and yes –
they shot him.
Shall I play it back one more time?
If I played it back ten times,
would there be one time without
‘they shot him’?
Would his plea ever work,
would his face melt their fear …
I doubt it, there’s not enough time
before
they shoot him.
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Powerful words. The deed can't be undone.
ReplyDeleteMaybe the solution is to run time backward, cause bullets to fly out of bodies into guns, which are then demanufactured into slag, to iron ore --to raise the fallen and march them backward toward innocence. Who'd buy a continuum without a rewind button?
ReplyDeleteGeo,
ReplyDeleteYes! And then stop time completely, because you know if you let things spin out again, they'd happen the same darn way ...
Oh, wait, I already said that ...
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