Peace Out

When the bombs have dropped
crunching its numbers
and getting it right
where every bullet fired
meets its mark
with or without style

When all the noise reaches its end
and when they have all stopped talking
having betrayed and
getting what they want
closing their eyes
sleeping in a
compromising position with peace
standing face to face
with the hidden laughter
behind the lies
unable to betray themselves
they'll be left exploding
exploding with their violence
exploding in front of their own eyes

When the mullah with his azan
halals every stretched out word
finishes creaming out his song
and the priest
not to be outdone by this race
races backwards to pack
5000 years in 5 lines
as the savage too cries and gets
once in a while
his share of free for all

When all the noise reaches its end
and when they have all stopped talking
having betrayed and
getting what they want
closing their eyes
sleeping in a
compromising position with peace
standing face to face
with the hidden laughter
behind the lies
unable to betray themselves
they'll be left exploding
exploding with their violence
exploding in front of their own eyes

The poets and the painters
extracting their juices
from the dead
fogging,blurring
shagging the moon
casting their shadows
over the stars,the light
even eternity has been commoditized
vainer than the vilest of jokers
waiting always for some dance to begin
not wanting their own lives
to hit a dead end

When all the noise reaches its end
and when they have all stopped talking
having betrayed and
getting what they want
closing their eyes
sleeping in a
compromising position with peace
standing face to face
with the hidden laughter
behind the lies
unable to betray themselves
they'll be left exploding
exploding with their violence
exploding in front of their own eyes