Bullet PointsA Poem by Davidgeo.a noise comes from here."the bullet said the gun was made for this" (Saul W) there will be will till all is fallen 'n despite bullets saying our "guns were made for love" in all our reason's for the bloody season's 'n despite us telling other bodies how to live in a pressed will till all forest's have fallen without any sound left to whisper till all bodies lie on the floor with no more pain left for the aloe no more sorry left to be sorry for "the bullet said the gun was made for this" (S Williams) the dead silence from a murdered sound so no more words still the carcass says she was made for this without saying a word in dead silence she was here "the bullet said the gun was made for this" (Saul "my mother was a teacher my father was a preacher" Williams) felled from silence i hear nothing left © 2016 DavidgeoAuthor's Note |
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