How I Killed Seven With One Blow
Would you
believe that by these old city walls.
A menace was rooted out before it could take hold.
This hand of a modest man tells the tale how I killed 7 with one blow.
And like bird perched upon a telephone wire;
Untruth begets untruth.
There are questions being raised
Of how a mild mannered man with his mild mannered ways could kill 7 with one blow.
The damage will go deeper than just 7 with one blow.
So that you will not be afraid I showed you
The giants that steal through dreams.
I tailor the quilts
And I tighten the seams
Of the pillow-books of nations.
[whispering campaign]
And every movement;
Every stone thats lifted
reveals the dearth of the enemy.
Their timid, brutish piety:
The contract I coveted.
My city walls stand by inertia alone.
The tongues will click forever at the 7-with-one-blow.