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When I think about the executioner I think about at the moment after impact How every one goes limp into total relaxation When I think about the executioner I think about our children in mortal terror And I weep. When I think about the executioner I wonder what he does after Is there exhilaration? Andrenial and endorphins, Whiskey speed and morphine Prayers all night, Telling their god about all they gave, Maybe feeling nothing like killing a fly Or are there endless movies of regret? When I think about the executioner I think about the man in the fiery cage Head bowed The man looking to his left Before the shot goes off When I think about the executioner I think of the last breath Before death When I think about the executioner I wonder about being there And how I will react.
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
The Curse of Consciousness
When I think about the executioner I think about at the moment after impact How every one goes limp into total relaxation When I think about the executioner I think about our children in mortal terror And I weep. When I think about the executioner I wonder what he does after Is there exhilaration? Andrenial and endorphins, Whiskey speed and morphine Prayers all night, Telling their god about all they gave, Maybe feeling nothing like killing a fly Or are there endless movies of regret? When I think about the executioner I think about the man in the fiery cage Head bowed The man looking to his left Before the shot goes off When I think about the executioner I think of the last breath Before death When I think about the executioner I wonder about being there And how I will react.
I want to apologize for this one, but the poet, he demands it.
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
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