Poets Turmoil Number 364 Lyrics

Poets Turmoil Number 364 lyrics

Keep me back in the real world
From which we try to run
Music and
words don't mean anything
Through the barrel of a gun

A poem
cannot heal a wound
Books won't help you find
That something which
you're searching for
But just add questions to the mind

Tell me
now in black and white
What you're supposed to do
When fists and
knives and sticks and boots
Come raining down on you

A painted
picture on a wall
Can't justify a life
When the weak and poor cannot
escape
Their uglinessand strife

The actor in a bridge of
words
Leading us to nowhere
Dressed in costumes to disguise
The
reality of despair

The poets turmoil strikes again
As once more
words they fail me
Another bomb has just supplied
The cross on which
to nail me .