There is not love without caution
And there is not love without anxiety
And there is not love without agony
And there is not love without fear of losing love.
And I ask as the firecrackers blaze - what is this?
And I ask as he throws his body over mine - is this worse?
And I ask as I hold his head in my hands - is this it?
And I ask as I'm pulled away - is this fair?
And no answers can be given with an automatic rifle
And no answers can be given with a bullet in the mouth
And no answers can be given by those who can't ask questions
And no answers can be given, no answers - only love
Get down
Don't push
As the hate drives them into corners
And they scatter, they melt, they diverge, in small bursts
And I ask as I'm shaking in the shock - is that it?
And I ask as I'm limping to the road - where from here?
And I ask as I'm heavy from the hurt - is this worse?
And I ask as the blanket is placed on my shoulders -
How do I tell his mother?
And no answers can be given by the weeping wives
And no answers can be given by the ones that loved, only loved
And no answers can be given by the schrapnel and the blood
And no answers can be given, no answers - only love
And there is the converging love, fear,
As they pull their loved ones to their chests
As the hate drives them to the ground
Hellfire hate - a barrage too spread to run
And I ask against the hailstorm - why tonight?
And I ask in the hotel room - having fun?
And I ask the finger on the trigger - is this worse?
And I ask the man on the balcony - why him?
And no answers can be given to the husband from his wife
And no answers can be given from the barrel of the rifle
And no answers can be given from the 32nd story
And no answers can be given, no answers, only love
And the fear of losing love.
Thanks for this.
ReplyDeleteThese kind of tragedies usually paralyze my artistry. Words fail me when I try to wrap my mind around the senselessness and casual brutality.
That "having fun?" question really haunts me, because I can't help but wonder what goes through the mind of someone who is in the middle of such an evil act.