Reign of Bullets

Reign of Bullets

Bullets, corrupting, disrupting, killing

Bullets rain down like hail: destroying

Bullets unseen by Public eye, but heard by every ear.

Consumed, absorbed, and taken to heart,

No second thoughts of what they have heard.

Kings in control, spitting out bullets over the land,

Adding to their enemies, as they add to their armies.

They spit out “freedoms” amidst other lies called “truth”

Any who;

Challenge, question, or stand against,

Brought straight down:

A “terrorist” with a bullet in their head.

Sky and land go dark,

The reign continues to spread:

The Reign of Bullets

Do what they tell you, that is the message

That comes from the mouths of the dominant

Black,

With bullets that continue to pour

As speeches continue on more and more

Silence from the feeble, that is what they want

The weak can’t have power

But when the small take control, speak out or fight

What?

Death, more injustice, or just a cage?

Damnation to traitors?

Or

Damned nations of lies?

Give the powerless Power

The defenseless Defense

To the voiceless

A Voice

~ Eric Littlewood