Marlon Brando's Eyes

Names are written on the walls of my eyes: Terrible thoughts of itching fire! The wall opens to the chambers to the bones of forgotten family Savages, what they did to you; Never to haunt them as it does me! Their smiles and laughs, written on the walls of my eyes… Their blood shall make for the finest cup of merlot These savages, upon my mount. I pray for prey; to rack them up like the horns of a bull. Savage, am I? Or am I not? Justice calls from the depths of my bloodline From the names written on the walls of my eyes; They say “Liberate our fury with the hand that robs them of God’s mercy!”