The nights ablaze with blue and red, blurs gliding silent As the first arrived on the scene Illuminating so vividly the darkness of man, obscene The blood on his shirt staining Darker than that of the flashing red Waving above his head a crimson branded beam An abused lover in the grass on her knees Pleading, cowering, trembling Observe the theatrics; witness the play of man Anger, violence, and jealousy Are set to destroy all that we have We've turned our shame into rage Can't you see it's we who've set the stage? Using a spade, meant to plow and sow, as a blade Sharpened, held to our brother's throat
A child peeks her head out into the dark hallway The soft white of the nightlight Shines somewhere behind. she stepped out And began to pray, angelic- made, the earthly babe The audible violence continues in the kitchen
"let no bad happen. let no bad happen. " Observe the theatrics; witness the play of man We've turned our shame into rage It's we who've set the stage