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Malicious Observer
They blew up a flag behind his head
And it was cutely bled
To dwarf and finally dominate his victim
Faceless as a man can get
Cut from a cruel pirouette
As doctors in their butcher's best
Are left to clear away the rest
Where are the eyes that smile?
The lips?
He used to swear or for furtive kissing
As tongues now spill of fingers held and everything else missing
Then heads of state are pasted in
To save what's left of childhood with grim nursery songs and simpering
Console with dreams of vengeance the deluded and the dim
Overnight fresh meat arrives
Erasing that shocking definition
So much for that boast of a wanted poster
Hung in cynical exhibition
To be so feeble-minded in this world of educated bombs
With a crude montage of messages
That reduce us all to peeping toms
May not have taken his life as such
May not have stolen his breath
But it tore away all that was left and doubled up his death
