We Are Killers

Who, is beneath the breath it lives A soul, being of what aspects we walk In us all, smash a bug; kill a wasp Just how much does it take pull a trigger Insane anger from where in it come Life or death we do what can survive Threat to our lives, we kill all in hate Let God sort it out, bury them deeply In ourselves, a emotion as if a light But dark, secrets one carries in mind As wicked as heart thought itself We are killers, can one really be trusted Behind the face that smiles conspiring to kill Kill animals out of spite, ozone fly the sky Trees bring air, cut like mowing grass Everything running from death our country flood Hatred, contemporary world of longing past Living not days to be, ancestors turn their grave All was fought, die, initiative to kindness The heart weakens way of man's steps What is it that we are not but a killer That in each a itch, erge to snap Blow them kingdom come, blood shed streets Another laid to rest, who gives a thought Riots rage for killers of their own demise Found fought in action, they died for cause Or so they said, crime doesn't pay Justice was served, killer's day has come But what are we except we make ourselves Not the killer but heart where love flows