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It delivers A crushing blow Yet it feels Nothing It renders The final verdict With numbing callousness It senses No pain It knows No guilt It experiences No empathy Instead It is lifeless A tool Awaiting direction From the killer The one who decides While it sits Ever silent Never wavering Not knowing Its fate Or its victim Or why It could be anyone MLK JFK A little girl It cares not Like a caterpillar It waits For transformation For motion And then Impact Destroying Dreams Hopes Lives Creating Fear Hate Worry It lives A life Singularly focused On death Poised Then delivering Death Of a life Remorseless In its travels Stochastic Random Chaotic In its delivery The executioner Without a hood Without a conscience Without feeling Without anything Resembling humanity Only inevitable death Just like life
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
A Bullet Feels No Pain
It delivers A crushing blow Yet it feels Nothing It renders The final verdict With numbing callousness It senses No pain It knows No guilt It experiences No empathy Instead It is lifeless A tool Awaiting direction From the killer The one who decides While it sits Ever silent Never wavering Not knowing Its fate Or its victim Or why It could be anyone MLK JFK A little girl It cares not Like a caterpillar It waits For transformation For motion And then Impact Destroying Dreams Hopes Lives Creating Fear Hate Worry It lives A life Singularly focused On death Poised Then delivering Death Of a life Remorseless In its travels Stochastic Random Chaotic In its delivery The executioner Without a hood Without a conscience Without feeling Without anything Resembling humanity Only inevitable death Just like life
mark-lecuona
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
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