I’m the bullet in the air.
Shot, used, fired, dispensed.
By unknown soldier X
By the tweets of generation Y
I swear flesh and burn your hair,
Deliver pain, spread terror and hatred
To the main who killed my cat
To the neighbor who walks my dog
I don’t discriminate.
I don’t care.
I am what you made me.
So pick your words wisely,
Lest one of us gets hurt.