The Custom Officer's Careless Gun

The truth is never enticing Like the cleavages of a fallen breast You lay at the surface your lame lies But I will dig truth from its daring depth You murdered her son for little bread But you claimed your gun was asleep Your sleeping gun could aim the head I wonder what it alertness will inflict You saw him as an evil enemy For the poor boy was just a traveler You asked for alms unavailable And your hunger became your anger I wondered what he was to you Maybe a passing meat to be slaughtered For you made dark a mother sky of blue And killed her future with just a shot I wonder if he was the breadwinner Or his mother's only eye How heartless you must have been To leave a blind woman on a mountain high When I heard I begged for tears to come But i find my eyes emptied of tears Wish I was there to pay the little ransom And save the life of that young man You killed an elephant to feed the ants You sold a savior for some pieces of silver You have done the worst of a lifetime And that stigma you made remains forever Why try defend your stupidity By saying it was an act of carelessness You couldn't bare the weight of you atrocity So you hanged it on the shoulders of mistake If only you had seen him as your son Would you have mistook you riffle for a toy If only you had place values to worth You wouldn't have killed the innocent boy