One Man's War

by Timothy Lamar Bronson

As the war wages on

my soul slumbers,

But I'm mindful of the struggle.

Good fights for its position

and evil stands its ground.

My mind question their motives.

Where shall I stand?

Do I command this battle,

Or I'm I the prize?

Confusion produces bloody sweat 

and I'm soaked with it.

No position is left open.

Weapons are drawn and ready.

Pain is inevitable.

I silently choose a side,

as the opposing attacks.

Scars and bruises become lessons.

Last man standing claims the victory.

So slowly I stand, alone.

One Man's War by Timothy Lamar Bronson

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