More Fun,...Less Guns.

If you want it
Come and get it
You can call it
My thought,
For your fight
You can call it
My fight
Shoot me, if you hate it
But today am dropping my gun
For a better fun

I am tired of threats
I can't tell the clouds from the smoke no more
I can't tell the smell of my mama's meat from burnt flesh
I am dropping my gun
For a better fun

Today again,
Three have been killed in Gaza
Four in Iran
Too many in Darfur.
Missiles of pain dropping from the sky like rain
Instead of a hat, I wear a helmet
Wishing I had eyes behind my head
But.
Today.
I am dropping my gun for a better fun.