Norman Möschter
They are shooting
They are shooting.
They are shooting.
What I can hear
is loud and clear.
It makes *bang*
*bang* soldiers' slang
*bang* bullet's shot
*bang* *bang* blood clot.
They won't stop shooting.
They won't stop shooting.
All around me bullet holes
in the walls and in the souls.
*bang* bullet shatters
all that matters
in our *bang* lives
*bang* nothing thrives.
*bang* *bang*
*bang* nothing thrives anymore,
bullets shatter the very core.
What *bang* they fighting for?
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Published on e-Stories.org on 07/16/2014.
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