Adam
I can't connect, I won't
This life knows no other option
I am dying daily
A piece at a time, I'm numb
You keep coming undeterred, driven by a higher force
Somebody is keeping the score but the results never change
We are not so different I question silently as hearts stop beating
I am highly skilled, trained in my surroundings
Equipped
Your death will encourage more, like you to the same fate
The price on your head is cheaper than the real cost
We are at war, I miss my family and they don't know me anymore
I don't write home, though letters arrive secretly evidencing my merciless purpose
I am blind, you are too
We are all guilty though no crimes are judged except in personal conflict
We are all sheep
Follow the herd
Or face the consequences
It's not so bad, you have a choice
I can't wash off the blood
But I am free, I'm out of the game.
Substitutions made its time for recovery
Though my mind can't forget
My training remains still, as fresh as another corpse loaded and packed
I am a dangerous being mind body and soul
Manufactured this way with upgrades fine tuning my potential
I am among you but don't worry yourself, you are a killer like me
Though my mind may be broken, chains torn free
This war continues and the losses rise in line with replacements
Small gains make me hopeful as alternatives are born
The victims keep coming, presented with instructions for you.
Man
Perfect in god's image
Heaven and hell
Copyright © Aaron Mccabe | Year Posted 2022
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