THE WALL WITHIN

…The eye sees what the mind believes
and all that I know of War,
all that I have heard of Peace
has me looking over my shoulder
for that one bullet
that has my name on it -
circling, round and round the globe
waiting and circling
circling and waiting
until I break from cover
and it takes its best, last shot.
In the absence of Time, the
accuracy of guilt is assured.
It is a cosmic marksman…

©Steve Mason
From Johnny’s Song