Friday, March 29, 2013

Behind Enemy Lines


Dragging my body behind enemy lines,
I wait for the vultures with guns to fill my body with lead.

Slowly approaching me from behind,
the scavengers kick me to see if I am alive.
I hold my breath and, as I do so,
I slowly put my hand into my pocket,
and, switch on the radio.

Yes! They have finally taken my request.
My song is playing as I get ready to die.
The lead starts penetrating my body
and I smile,As I go to sleep forever,
listening to my favorite song.

My death wish granted; so long...

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