38 Calibre Truth
by Jim (Toy Soldier)

Once to maim, twice to kill,
Laid flat out, lying still.
Throbbing head, face a glow,
Beating heart starts to slow.
Looking down, there you lie,
Back on floor, eyes to sky.
Life passing by, oh so quick,
Dreams and thoughts, flick, flick, flick.

Time to go – goodbye folks,
One lie too many, it all broke.
Thought this was about death,
You’re not even near.
It’s about telling the truth and facing the fear
Of it falling apart or moving on through.
Take the bull by the horns,
It’s the right thing to do.