Felt the shot just a little pain
saw him there gazing
yet had no fear to sustain
my life began fazing
darkness followed like a veil
into death did sail!
Familiar voices they comforted
without a sense of dread
visions of my past reconstructed
formed like a woven thread
being within this timeless zone
stillness in the unknown!
Wars deception endless carnage gone
that longed for tranquility
affected by life’s endless marathon
years of passionate futility
of bills threats or toiling to survive
now no longer alive!
That cycle had ended forever!
The Foureyed Poet.