Discovery

Silently I look, finding there no more courage

As if deprived of life I am weakened

There before me an unexped flourish

In his hand a gun, my senses quickened

With flash and power, my eyes are closed

But still I strive to see

His face is still and much composed

While pointing still at me

It did not waver, or alter aim

When I sank upon my knees

It did not shake as before me came

This man, I could but wheeze

Sliding steel before my eye

I stopped my raging mind

Thumb cracking back the cock, I never asked him why

Never glanced around for luck, for something I could find

Seeping through these blood red hands

Was what this man gave me

A reason to respect my life and plans

A will to make me free

On this I mulled until it fell

A bleeding in my soul

The rest you know I cannot tell

For this must have been his goal