Tempo

Tempo,

tempo’s everything,

it’s the pace within the march

that occupied your city overnight, 

it’s the speed of the trigger finger

on the firing line,

it’s how fast they fall

with a bullet to the brain,

Tempo

tempo’s everything,

it’s the speed and velocity 

of a Jewish body being pushed

out a 14^th floor window,

it’s the pace of the savages

that broke our borders,

it’s the poisoned mind

of those just following orders

 

Tempo,

tempo’s everything,

it’s the speed of the heart

prior to paralysis, it’s how fast 

your programming fails

when challenged, 

it’s tempo,

the tempo within

the start of the process

when your soul separates

from its shell, it’s the speed 

of a family members death,

the tempo of predictability 

is so much faster than that

of unpredictability,

it’s the slow motion

of sniper efficiency 

conducted at speed,

it’s the tempo of greed 

at a will reading,

it’s how long you can last 

with both wrists bleeding

in a warm bath

 

Tempo,

tempo can be jarring,

it’s an ocean, a fusion,

a front row seat

for the state execution 

of the bastard that murdered

your sister, it’s a train ride,

when the last stops Treblinka,

tempo

it’s tempo,

it’s the speed 

that your addiction

kills you, 

it’s jumping the shark

into a cruise liner propeller,

it’s the speed of the plane

that hit the south tower

 

Tempo,

it’s tempo,

it’s the pace of your diagnosis

and the disease I’m going 

to lose you to, that appears

to write its own tempo

and rewrites the rules,

tempo,

it’s the tempo 

of people fucking on ecstasy

at the club 303,

it’s the quickness of the tribes

and their cohesion

with the western world,

it’s the Aboriginal flesh sold

for Koala fur, it’s the slow 

and sterile death of everything

that made my country beautiful

Tempo,

it’s the tempo 

of all that's irreversible