Stingrayblues Poem by Madrason .

I saw a naked puppet in the street
torn apart from turmoil, didn't bleed
bullets in her naked skin, fresh and without sin
that was the darkest day, say... they shot Martin
and it is happening again dear Luther King
and it is happening while the mocking birds sing;
Netanyahu, Trump, Erdogan, Right Wing
and it is happening again dear Luther King
and it is happening while the mocking birds sing;
Netanyahu, Trump, Erdogan, Right Wing! M