Chatterbox

He used to be such a chatterbox
Now that is all that he can do
Never again will he walk the streets with his hands in his pockets
'Cause his hands and feet are gone
It was a big mistake of him to try to disarm this mine
The society has given up on him
Lucky to exist or maybe not
Girls on the street aren't looking at him
The way they used to look at him
And think what a goodlooking young man
I wish that he was lying next to me in my bed
He just wanted to create a safe environment
For those children to play careless on their land
But something went wrong
He ignited the bomb
This mine did it's job
Mutilated a man
It has only one life
So it won't explode again
But the other millions will