valentine

		the razor bites and the shriek 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
		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