True Justice (Desert Hunt)

      “Through the New Mexico desert night like rats they ran
Six backpack carrying illegal males accompanied by a long-haired woman,
      “The weakness of the government’s border security made him 357 mad
So once again the desert hunt was on for the illegals trespassing ass,

      “With his night vision on he followed the illegals as they fled
Three head shots from his LSR employed them in the land of the dead,
      “The woman caught a round through the left and right knee
While another jumped down a cactus filled slope attempting to flee,

      “Getting up from his spot with his heartstopper in his hand
Through the prickly pear patch he navigated ignoring pain and the shifting sand,
      “His Green Beret skills allowed him to locate the prey as they suffered  
To him this illegal border shit was just another war for America motherfucker,

      “When he caught up with the illegal they attempted to knuckle up
The Green Beret smiled, because hand-to-hand always made his heart seriously pump,
      “The illegal blows was absorbed by the Green Beret’s chin and vest
Instantly heartstopper was pushed into the illegal’s ear until in the brain the blade rest,

      “Grabbing his half dead prey along with the backpack
He dragged the moaning illegal to the spot where the others laid dead on their back,
      “The woman screamed they would never hurt nobody
Cutting a backpack open he sprinkled cocaine all over her body,

      “Not stopping until all the backpacks were empty
Telling her ‘bitch trafficking drugs in my country makes you the enemy’,
      “The tone from his voice created fear in her heart
When suddenly two backpacked children about twelve ran from the dark,

      “The Desert Eagle tore through ones shoulder with a single round
While the other immediately stopped as a puddle of piss formed on the ground,
      “Their backpacks were emptied revealing dirty clothes and drugs
Fate fucking sealed, the woman and two boys received hollow point love,

      “Stacking all the bodies in one pile, with their deaths he was not fazed
With the only feeling of true justice when he set their drug-running asses ablaze,
      “Miles away border patrol witnessed a pillar of flame dancing on the wind
The passenger told the driver ‘don’t worry about that. It’s just him at it again’.