Who shot who?

Who shot who? Did you shoot me? Or I shoot you? As the shot rings down the road As the bullet takes its toll Truly it must be known That from my dreams, The bullets stream Its there currents That has my mind astray Who shot who? Who deserved the blow? Is it me for not, a taking part As your foolish eyes, See the face of a common race To frightened, to smart To with me take part Who’s dead now? Who’s heart’s a hole? So sad a toll, Yet you know That I too took the blow