The eyes behind the camera reveal truth hidden in the shadows
in foreign countries like ****** Alley.
A story to be told--
through the camera that I hold...
men, women, and children running for freedom...
how their fate was sealed..
because the truth is revealed ...
about how they heard the shots
the bullets coming/they heard the sound
their arms spread out like eagles/as they hit the silent ground
one bullet to the heart was their taker
that made them meet their maker...
Flesh n' blood like you n' me
(the shutter release is clicking away/whirring away)
capturing the stillness of these souls on this rainy Winter day...
Why does freedom
have to look this way?
With open mouths n' open eyes
they've been cheated from their lives.
n' the eyes behind the camera choke back tears...
in ****** Alley...
that a bullet took them away like a souvenir.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
The eyes behind the camera reveal truth hidden in the shadows
in foreign countries like ****** Alley.
A story to be told--
through the camera that I hold...
men, women, and children running for freedom...
how their fate was sealed..
because the truth is revealed ...
about how they heard the shots
the bullets coming/they heard the sound
their arms spread out like eagles/as they hit the silent ground
one bullet to the heart was their taker
that made them meet their maker...
Flesh n' blood like you n' me
(the shutter release is clicking away/whirring away)
capturing the stillness of these souls on this rainy Winter day...
Why does freedom
have to look this way?
With open mouths n' open eyes
they've been cheated from their lives.
n' the eyes behind the camera choke back tears...
in ****** Alley...
that a bullet took them away like a souvenir.
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