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Strangle & Mourn
Clasp your hand to the gun,
reach trigger seeking digit forward,
control breath…squeeze, don’t pull……POW!!!!!
With the round goes our humanity,
our grace and spirit. Along with the target’s,
our souls are ground to dust.
How is this divinity? God’s Prince had to
die to reset our destiny? Were we given a Divine
mulligan?
Free will is a cop out, the great excuse. Zealots push
the blame on us for turning our backs on God.
Choice & choices, predetermination vs evolution,
human nature is a miracle and a curse.
But none of that matters now, the target
drops, the “threat” is removed.
Scan, de-cock, holster……
reach trigger seeking digit forward,
control breath…squeeze, don’t pull……POW!!!!!
With the round goes our humanity,
our grace and spirit. Along with the target’s,
our souls are ground to dust.
How is this divinity? God’s Prince had to
die to reset our destiny? Were we given a Divine
mulligan?
Free will is a cop out, the great excuse. Zealots push
the blame on us for turning our backs on God.
Choice & choices, predetermination vs evolution,
human nature is a miracle and a curse.
But none of that matters now, the target
drops, the “threat” is removed.
Scan, de-cock, holster……
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