I thought I knew. I laugh now for how foolish I had been.
To think the heart is ultimately at its core, the same.
Oh, no, not at all, for some just want to win
and think of only how to out-maneuver blame
And yet I did everything just to show I was the same
showed up, and called their bluff
there is no one that might question how hard
I run through for love
and lo and behold there they stood
challenge accepted, for a change
but the problem was not the skill
but that it was not a game
We met at dawn, Walked ten paces
I had brought all of my skill and might
only to turn and catch my mistake
for here was a comical sight:
They stood pointing their weapon to my death
and I had brought a poem to a gunfight.
-Les'Nspired
(still editing)
