Cop Just out of Frame

If I thought it would help

I would immolate myself

In full view of the camera crews, my counterclaim

But as we all know

The only tale that would be told

Would be that it was me, not them, who was insane

But who the fuck do I think I

Am fooling? As if I

Know the first thing of sacrifice or selflessness

I'm the cop just out of frame

Who at the first sight of the flames

Throws himself prostrate to the ground in reverence

An act so pure, we yearn

To feel the burn

Who the fuck do I think I

Am fooling? As if I

Know the first thing of sacrifice

Or selflessness

They say that Quảng Đức's heart

Survived the flames unscarred

A righteous calling card

Left upon the palace gates

For the invertebrates

Their grip on power pried apart

By just one frail human being

No weapon, no war machine