Waging A War

-Waging A War-
by Keaton Foster



There
He is
There
He will
Have been
The man
An enemy
Of my kin
Thus mine
I was sent
Easily
I came
Unafraid
I will do
What is required
And they
Knew it
They could see it
They could read it
It has always been
Part of me
The crux
Of my soul
The shell
Of my abode
God
So high above
Will of course
Judge me
But with him
I can’t be
I won’t be
Concerned
At least
Not now
Someday
In some way
Maybe
I’ll attempt
To make peace
But on this day
In this way
I’m waging a war
These hands
Apparatuses
Of doom
This mind
Close behind
I’ve come here
To do
What must be done
Him or I
Life or death
Kill or be killed
Simple as it all is
In my sights
He is now lined up
The end will be instant
After all I’m no animal
It will be as if someone
Turned off a switch
Bang
Lights out
I’m waging a war
Not because I have to
But because I want to
It’s him or I
It’s them or mine
If I strike first
I’ll have a chance
A preverbal upper hand
In my sights
Lined up right
I’m ready to kill
Is he ready to die…


Waging A War
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2016.