Living Under Loaded Gun

-Living Under Loaded Gun-
by
Keaton Foster



This place
This mess
Such a world of heck
Not a chance from the get
Continually we persist
Doomed by circumstance
Life is no romance
Just a river full of shit
Flowing against a tidal wave
Of God’s cruelest test
We are sure that being born
Is what we deserve
Our subsequent demise
Is a side effect ignored
All of us
Every man, woman and child
Saint, sinner and in betweener
Are living under loaded gun
Victims in the making
For every damn one of us
Death will undeniably come
Our end will be sung
Upon deaf ears
Such a song will fall
No one will care
For anyone but themselves
Just as before
Just as ever more
What happened and why
How did we get here
To this place in time
To this moment defined
Will never be known
Certainly we will become
An eradicated species
One trigger pull at a time
Via the process of dying
Many will be left behind
Desperately wondering why
Suffering under a jealous sky
In time they will surcome
To the wounds inflicted
And the ridiculousness
Of whom we have become
Living under loaded gun
Pressure easily applied
Many reasons why
But in the end
The same fate awaits
There is no escape
From what we have done
And are willing to do
To each other…


Living Under Loaded Gun
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013