into the electric chair
(take my life;do you take my)
strap me in watch me shudder silently
(look into my eyes;do you look into my)
with satisfaction.
you did your job.
an obligation
to protect.
so do you go home to your meatloaf
and tell your kids today a commie died
today you are safe from the reds
today you played god
and you did one hell of a job.
(but do you look into my
when you take my
take my life.)

i’ll meet you in the ground.
no breath to share.
into the electric chair
;silentdignified and resigned
like julius & ethel –
i’m guilty so do you
take my life - -

this guilt is subjective.

and open to debate.

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