So it is indeed better to lie down
And speak not if you want to live
For the guns have no past, no future no grave
Or do they really.
And if in case,The bullets miss
Rise up and talk
Remembering, your life was never at stake.
But if you die, twice as fast
Wake up everyday to see the rude sun
That you could be dead in a heartbeat
Or raped by the sunset.
But if you survive till the end
You’ll be full of memories
Memories of the dead and the ones raped
Of those the guns killed
Those lifeless, Guns.
With no past, no future, no grave.