Mic Check: A Poetic Reflection on War

Mic check, mic check,

he said no war now read the rest Before the bombs, before the flex,

who needed Charlie off the set?

Mic check, mic check, hot mic black shards, white text Rifle story,

bullet test, too many questions left unchecked He told the right,

don't take that ride, I ran and I racked,

don't sell that lie Regime change, trans fire to flood,

90 million lives, mountains blood Mac, I heard them numbers don't lie,

almost 90 said no when the pole went high No war when I ran back, message spread,

then the war drums came when the voice went dead SUV floor, pieces on black,

road white marks, now run that back They said one shot, one rooftop frame,

but the mic got louder than the official claim Mic check, mic check,

he said no war now read the rest Before the bombs,

before the flex, who needed Charlie off the set?

Mic check, mic check, hot mic black shards,

white text Rifle story, bullet test,

too many questions left unchecked Candice pulled threads, they called it noise,

but questions don't die when they fear that voice Who clipped the mic,

who cleaned the scene, who moved too fast behind the screen?

Bullet fragment came back then, not cleared,

not closed, still questions within Prosecutor talked, judge struck back,

now the courtroom pressure got cracks in the track He be wanting fire,

Charlie said wait, don't hand America another war state He wasn't I ran,

he wasn't I sighed,

but truth is truth when the war machine lies He saw the trap before the blast,

said that road turns nations to ash Then headlines spun and the war got sold,

now the mic check echoes through the cold Hot mic glow, black shards shine,

war drums roll, right on time

Mic check, mic check, he said no war,

now read the rest Before the bombs, before the flex, who needed Charlie off the set?

Mic check, mic check, hot mic black shards,

white text Rifle story, bullet test,

too many questions left unchecked Sacred defense, he said no war, I ran, remembers,

questions remain Mic check,

sacred defense