Shot!
S. Michael Kozubek
1:
My brother’s shot!
Before me his blood streams
while the bastard shooter beams.
Lash out, lash out! the lout!
Avenge!
2:
Chill out, brother. Think!
At what a cost
so many lost.
For those you slay
the blood of others dear
too precious a price to pay.
1:
Hurt them. Kill ‘em all!
Their eyes made dim
we’ll sing a hymn.
We soldiers of justice,
stride tall above the law.
2:
Brave hearts,
run for your lives
from this strife.
Resist these fools and ghouls
who upon this deathly shoal
drag you to a hellish hole.
Brothers, turn from this.
Elsewhere find your bliss.
Lay down your guns
this circle cease.
Walk a higher path
to peace.
S. M. Kozubek is a playwright, poet, author, and retired attorney. He also leads writing workshops. See more at http://smkozubek.blogspot.com