It is only natural
I don�t cry any more when they shoot someone.
I think: �It�s only natural.�
And I�m glad it isn�t me.
happens so often, I�m actually surprised that I�m not shot.
When I hear the gun go off, I wait for the pain.
I don�t look for reasons because I know there are none, only excuses.
If you look at someone the wrong way.
If you cower or cough.
If you don�t look up when spoken to,
Or look angry or sad or glad.
Sometimes they shoot you no matter what you do.
It�s only natural.
It�s living that�s not, clinging to this thing in the middle of all this like a drowning man clinging to a life preserver knowing that out here in the wild sea full of sharks with guns, you can�t possibly stay alive.
And the most deluded of us are the ones who think someone can save us.
So I don�t cry when someone gets shot.
I keep my mouth shut and thank God or fate or fortune that it isn�t me this time, and maybe it won�t be the next time either.