Random Shots

woke up when you called my name

took a PM had to sleep my pain

come out of the woods

you look like you seen a bear

in there, the ink is starting to

dry in my pen, I know it's a sin

I'm bent on revenge again

understanding very well I may

go to hell, oh, well! hell was never

my fear, they say God has a plan

meanwhile it's open season

on the black man, tell Bambi

her doe is safe, as long as

its not painted up in black face

the hunters are hunting

2 legged prey, all prayed out

some belief systems, done

played out ask the congregation

church been out, 9 got shot

couldn't get a PULSE

lost souls on the ground

who's the BOSS ,who's in charge,

who's giving orders to discharge rounds