I hold a gun
in my right hand,
I shoot a man.
And from where I stand
upright,
I could not see
my bullet
pierced me.
And here I stand
holding a gun
my arm extended.
Now alone,
I hold a gun
in my right hand.
I killed a man,
my arm on fire,
icy my soul,
smoking a gun,
I am a real man.
