bleed

he lay in a puddle of his own blood on a high hill,

2,000 feet above an Afgan valley, 

Taliban below bleeding too to keep kids from learning school,

women's faces from being seen, their voices from being heard

he bled out in the call of duty, USMC

for kids and moms to live and laugh in open streets

he bled along with countless others, his blood spilled in freedom's cause

give us liberty or give us death, 

price payed in blood, no higher toll,

worth the cost

do you remember how they bled out on dirty concrete in a market place in Paris, 

not far from the Mediterranean Sea, denizens and tourists?

blown away by a psycho,

pathetic propelled for so called religious cause,

if religion be not peace and love,

it be no religion at all,

not from God, 

but hate born and bred in hell

we all bleed the same

but for some it's just plain waste

what glory be there in murderous killings

in name of a strange and phony god?

God is love, truth and mercy,

understanding, grace and freedom

let the children play,

the mothers love and pray

laughter in the streets,

music in our hearts

Mom gave painful birth while leaving blood on linen sheets

the spray of automatic machine gun fire's bullets pierced and sliced through

innocent bystanders caught in the sights of a raving raging lunatic

repeated in all quarters of the world in this so called modern era

their blood streaked and pelted walls, atomized, it filled the air

we all bleed the same

but it was a disgrace beyond any sense, 

the shooters' blood defiled, stained and tainted cursed

we bleed red, 

the red of love, tolerance and peace

mostly giving, rarely taking

bleeding hearts showing mercy

bleeding for the falling ones in trauma

like lambs for the slaughter

like the one who bled blood and water

hanging on a cross, who bled for all humanity

yeah, we all bleed the same in blood

but some bleed the sacrifice of love