I am a bullet

[eMCee Havic]

i am a bullet, loaded, and shipped out
i am every where
from your dads closet to the crack house
my jackets can be found
on street corners and murder scenes
most people have heard of me
from the loud sounds i make
my judgement is that of death
from adults to their childrens play mates
my travels are never final
some one will always want to kill
you can find me in the morgue
inside the bodies i've filled
sometimes im let loose for justice
sometimes for revenge
weather their good or evil
most of them will meet the same end
I AM A Bullet.....
nobody ever thinks of me
they think of the people
that pulled the trigger to release me
am i good or evil?
thats the shooters decision
i know nothing of people
except the ones i've been in
i am a bullet....
and this is my final journey
as a disgruntled man pushes me
deeper within the clip
1 shot 2 shot, 3..
now i'm staring down the abyss
the triggers pulled and hammerfalls
i go directly into an innocent kid
blood and brains surround me
as i hear the screams of humans
now i truely understand
what exatly people are fueled with
the hate, lust, greed and envy of man
I am a bullet...
but do i really understand?

[eMCee Havic]

uppin

[Glamtrash]

Again, love the concept, hate the structure. I did like this a lot more/ get into this one a lot quicker -- Maybe because it's longer?? The topic? I dunno. Either way, I get that it's you're style, it just may take me a little while to get used to it.

[eMCee Havic]

yeah with poetry i dont confine myself to structure, i just let it flow out of me. and its not like i spent days writing it either i just wrote it. but thank you for the feed.