Prisoner

Haunted town by a river bed
lilly flower
however dead
so red
so red
commercial for millions
papers in hand
someone closes the curtain
then heads for the kill
if you can, will you hold my hand?
I still don't understand.

I try not to say it when
I am asked for a prayer
the holding cell is unlocked
but no one dare go in it

The gate is opened now
suddenly there's a clap
How many moments
were taken from before
the knock on the door
knock knock...
they are here waiting
with guns and man
they are waiting
to unleash their weapons
so red
so red
so red is the rain
the prisoners are not all dead
and they speak
one by one
relase their pleas
to save their world
their realities
realities
vacancies
emotions
empathies, sympathies, regards
regarding the war
and sanity and pain
and sanity and pain
and I can't think anymore
can't reason with
the shovel and the gun.