Two Strips

One steps up and another one falls How long ‘til you kill them all? Clutching a brown paper bag, crouching under a rag-shelter shopping mall. Desert skies bright with explosions in the night Neon lights and human rights a curtain call Bet it all on red, it's what your mama done said When the fighters dropped their bombs on her head One praise greed and the other praise God Hiding under a facade What does He say as He's eating his way through a line at the midnight buffet? Over at the inn where the sucker's wallet brims like the dozers of the kibbutzim One's a bit boozy and the other trains with Uzis That your father bought for two zuzim C'est ne pas un exercice said the devil with the bevel and the clear blue teeth watching over the strips and the apathy beneath where the lamb of God ain't nothin more than a sheep cnd you try to hide behind the cries and lies, as the overcrowded streets are kinda supersized cnd the shots are singing and the slots are ringing their tunes converge in a cacophony of bleating cngel of death watches over two strips where the ask is always deeper than the bid One kid, one kid, ‘usqitt qanabil ealaa masjid Play your hand and blame the yid The circus never comes to town because there's already clowns enough so disappointed cnd Mother Earth bleeds for your moral less deeds