I wrote this last year after some tragic news events. While the gun control discussion goes on, I’m still hoping…
A real pleasure to have Pravinand joining in…thanks mate, your harmonica really gives this a lift. @johnny-minstrel
Last Bullet To Fall (Brian Peters)
He had his workout, got into shape
With a pre-dawn run
Bought some takeout, briskly escaped
Into the morning sun
A rodded wood beam, trigger and tape
That he found on the ‘net
Some target shooting, sling bag and cape
And he was finally set
He moved behind the crowded scene
Like a snake on the ground
Raised his head, uncoiled to spring
As he fired his rounds
Now I’m holding my breath
Like I’m under water
For the death of death
In the ever after
Where the reels of regret
Will be turned into laughter
But till that trumpet calls
I’ll be shouting from the top of the city walls
Waiting for the last bullet to fall
Some weeks before I was glued to my phone
Just scrolling through
Caught my eye some kids had died
In a Texas school
Slip of a lad just went mad
With an AR-15
Shot his gran, got into her van
Headed down the street
Powder and lead were burning red
In the midday heat
Twenty-One Dead, the headline read
It was the bloodiest scene
So I’m holding my breath
Like I’m under water
For the death of death
In the ever after
Where the peals of lament
Will be spun into laughter
But till that trumpet calls
I’ll be shouting from the top of the city walls
Yes I’m holding my breath
Like I’m under water
For the death of death
In the sweet hereafter
Where the steel of dissent
Will be bent to a ploughshare
But till that trumpet calls
I’ll be shouting from the top of the city walls
Waiting for the last bullet to fall
