Bullets

There's a ton of steel, that makes up the front door, Bunkbeds in the corner, a dirty concrete floor, Lookin through a small window, far beyond the bars, Staring at the night sky, wishing on a star, Wishing he could change his life,...... bad choices made so far. He's living a life, that would make a strong man weak, caged like an animal, his future dark and bleak. Bullets are just brass and powder, topped with grains of lead, But fired from a pistol, they bring only pain and dread, He grew up tough as iron, a heart strong as steel, He'd strike while the iron was hot, he was born to rob and steal. He thought the task was easy, He'd done these jobs before, He was the first one in the bank, his partner had the door, He shouted firm directions, "put your hands above your head," But someone started running!…………...... now a young deaf girl is dead! Just a sudden reaction, in a moment of fear, Now he's sentenced to a cold steel cell, with a lifetime of tears. Bullets are just brass and powder, topped with grains of lead, But fired from a pistol, they bring only pain and dread, He grew up tough as iron, a heart strong as steel, He'd strike while the iron was hot, he was born to rob and steal. With a pistol full of bullets, it only took that one, His hard life keeps going, but her short, sweet life is done. So if you carry that steel gun, a young man full of rage, there's a ton of steel bars, that will forever keep you caged. With a pistol full of bullets, it only took that one, Both their lives are over, …………….And it only took that one.