Jul 062017
 

Bullet

 

Qaisar Bashir

Teacher

 

I do not see who I pierce

I’m blind

In my eyes have no tears

All– fathers, mothers, sons, daughters,

Drivers, militants, cops and forces– I kill

Heartless, callous and stony I am

Bullet is my name

 

When triggered I do not cry

Or shout– Beware!

Clandestinely I drill through souls

Coming in my way

And with certitude this I declare and say:

Obdurate, unmerciful, ruthless I am

Bullet is my name

 

Death is my father

That assigned me a contract:

Of knocking you off

I’m not afraid of consequences that may occur

I love battles, red liquid, and killings

The unbeaten king of the world I am

Bullet is my name

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