moneyisasinnocentasthegun (part 3)

Money is as innocent as the gun
an inverting reflection from the deification of the sun,
this innocence,
it can not feel the difference,
on a cheek, between a first and a last breath,
so to speak,

Money is as innocent as the gun,
a reinccurring abstraction,
bringing every thing under one,
This innocence,
It can not see the difference, between how children thrive,
And how they just stay alive,

Money is as innocent as the gun,
a reoccurring insinuation of who to sacrifice begun,
this innocence,
it can’t tell the difference,
Between an extracted tortured scream,
And the expression of a finally fulfilled dream,

Money is as innocent as the gun,
An adhering predation, so for to worship a one,
This innocence, it can not hear the difference,
Between a first word spoke,
And a last farewell unvoiced choke,

Money is as innocent as the gun,
a reassuring restoration of the silence in fun,
this innocence,
it can not be,
The difference, between a yes,
And no,

Money is as innocent as the gun,
an averting reflection between our stories told and spun,
this innocence it can not tell the difference,
between a crowded beach of sun tan lotioned ice cream eaters being bugged by flies,
and the exhumed mass grave of fly swarmed eyes,

Money is as innocent as the gun.

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