I Enemy

A striking figure pierced the fog That lay upon the ground that day The battle raged on all night long But neither side was brought to bay The soldier walked, as in a trance I saw the color of his cloth An enemy, has now advanced And made his way a crossed the croft I looked down at my rifle then Sought to load another round But found, I loosened up my grip And watched it fall unto the ground I look back to the man to see As I stood there, unarmed that day And wondered, "What's come over me" And in my heart began to pray Willing to slay, not one more soul My life now placed in jeopardy Mindful of who placed it there Besieged by such self-treachery I left my trench, and walked toward him To reap the fate, for what I've sewn And somewhere in my thoughts of thoughts I felt as if, I 'as going home But then His gun slipped from his hand And standing there for all to see I looked into his eyes to find That I, had been, thee enemy