Assassini (01.11.2003)
White Assassin, Black Assassin,
What, you haven't dared to guess him?
Just this little boy alive,
Whom you thought a toy for life.
The White Assassin in white clothes.
Is he the good one? No one knows!
No one's feared by him walk on by
To kill: For him no reason to cry.
The Black Assassin in his heavy black coat
Is a bad one? Congrats, found a scape goat!
Feared just by the image in your head
That this one shared with you a bed.
Assassin is an attitude to the circumstance,
Emotions for him (at work) are just a fence.
The little black boy with the talon,
Money's scentless, a head is a melon.
Assassining is work with a sword
Emotions are handled with a fork.
Lil' white boy can feel no hate,
but for love he's a good bait.
Now that you finally have dared to read,
Recognize, what you denied, what I repeat:
That white and black are all the same
You just saw him as a shame.
Noy that you've opened your eyes, seeing,
Watch and Feel: Whole mankind's being
Is evil, bad, murderous and inhonestly.
But few dare to confess this fact really.
---
(Epilogue)
Truth or Dare,
Have to share.
Being untruly I wouldn't dare,
Being truly you kick me down there.
You cannot handle truth, so why d'ya care?
(Ich weiß auch selbst, dass das hier das Forum für Betroffenheitspoesie ist .... deshalb poste ichs hier)
White Assassin, Black Assassin,
What, you haven't dared to guess him?
Just this little boy alive,
Whom you thought a toy for life.
The White Assassin in white clothes.
Is he the good one? No one knows!
No one's feared by him walk on by
To kill: For him no reason to cry.
The Black Assassin in his heavy black coat
Is a bad one? Congrats, found a scape goat!
Feared just by the image in your head
That this one shared with you a bed.
Assassin is an attitude to the circumstance,
Emotions for him (at work) are just a fence.
The little black boy with the talon,
Money's scentless, a head is a melon.
Assassining is work with a sword
Emotions are handled with a fork.
Lil' white boy can feel no hate,
but for love he's a good bait.
Now that you finally have dared to read,
Recognize, what you denied, what I repeat:
That white and black are all the same
You just saw him as a shame.
Noy that you've opened your eyes, seeing,
Watch and Feel: Whole mankind's being
Is evil, bad, murderous and inhonestly.
But few dare to confess this fact really.
---
(Epilogue)
Truth or Dare,
Have to share.
Being untruly I wouldn't dare,
Being truly you kick me down there.
You cannot handle truth, so why d'ya care?
(Ich weiß auch selbst, dass das hier das Forum für Betroffenheitspoesie ist .... deshalb poste ichs hier)