Prints
Prints
Voice print, finger print, DNA, foot print, bomb print,
Computer print, cloth print. Fossil prints, animal print.
Print for a dent.
Everything can be identified.
Denture print, teeth print, money print, tire print.
There is nowhere to hide.
We have DNA for a whale
and even for those guys locked up in jail.
Body print in an MRI and an x-ray. There is even a print of the day.
Low 30s, high 50s, barometer temperature, stars light years away.
There is a photo in the computer of this day.
There is an eye scan.
Everything different for billions of people all over the land.
Each one of us have different finger prints in our hand.
Crime done in 1954, the culprit can’t be hidden any more.
Cops, FBI, forensic reach back in the past
And find you at last.
They do a time line, connect the dots and you end up locked up
Behind the jailhouse door.
Do your deed and dare to bleed
You won’t have the speed
To go far
Before they know who you are.
FBI, local PD and security
will connect the evidence to your identity.
The camera at the corner in the night
Took your picture as you ran by.
Brings your crime to broad daylight.
You couldn’t outrun the speed of the shutter eye.
The camera is the witness so don’t you lie.
Prints follow us wherever we go.
DNA and prints we leave behind
Both has been with us since the
Beginning of time.
Copyright © Chris Raines | Year Posted 2014
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