Gun
for Hire
Hallow
eyed and darkly haunted
I
am America’s most wanted
With
razor spurs and polished steel
I
bury men beneath my heels
Rolling
like a wagon wheel
With
a vengeance you can feel
No
words you say can stop me
I
am a gun for hire
An avenging angel, dark and dire
I’ll
make you famous in a baptism of fire
And only
a bullet can make me retire
May
God have mercy when we meet
Howling wind, an empty street
Shadows
bent in blazing heat
Lifeless
bodies at my feet
Without
the kill, I’m incomplete
I
take my wage with no regrets
Barrels
ablaze like the sun when it sets
There’s
no in between the dead and the best
Every
day’s a mortal test
Each
blood soaked task my noble quest
Until
I’m put to rest.
CWF Sales &
Marketing
Attleboro,
Massachusetts
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