Chased by the Sun ©2011 illicitizen
chased by the sun
murdered every one
virgins in their guns
shines for the ones
They came for the gold and ate off the copper
Worked in the mines an dug what was offered
The silver that they drank mourns the motion to proffer
Indecent forgiving replacing the stopper
Oh oh you can’t make them
Oh oh no no you won’t touch them
silver in their loins
fire in their joints
chaste are the sons
breathing in the dust
They came for the blood and got all the pages
Work in the fields and lust for their wages
The silver that they spent frees the birds from their cages
Indecent advising replacing the sages
Oh oh you can’t make them
Oh oh no no you won’t touch them
Solitary thoughts
Things that they’re not
Worried about lice
Eating like birds
There’s one on the rope and one in the oven
Resolving the pills work better than carbon
The garage is parked and fence needs rebuilding
The wasps keep on singing to birds in the building
Oh oh you can’t make them
Oh oh no no you won’t touch them
