Valentine

The razor bites and the shrieks subsides He arches clutching at his sides Across the floor, across the tiles The man is dead and the razor smiles A shiny love song, a quick incision Cut him down on television A people come to this Beyond the age of reason A people fed on famine A people on their knees and A people eat each other A people stand in line Waiting for another war and Waiting for my valentine For a million empty faces For a million hollow smiles Cancer for my education Watch the body hit the files Waiting for another war and Waiting for my valentine