And yes, you can make
all the excuses you want.
you can justify your
wrongs in any way that makes
your insecurities turn into
a feeling of power and well being.
You can dismiss the blatant truths
right in front of your eyes
in search of any reason to tell yourself
that this is not who
you really are.
But in the end,
you cannot hide from the truth.
You must come to face who you are,
who you have been,
what you have done.
In the end,
you cannot make any more
You cannot cover up
any of your wrong doings.
You can no longer seek
to feed off the weak,
rather you must come to terms with
yourself and who you really are
as a person.
The Elegant Eaglet flies far far above the horizon
So young so bold yet so naive
I stand with my menacing German Mauser firearm on a small cliff, crouched to avoid detection
So Stealthy so powerful yet so vulnerable
The Eaglet swoops, her beautiful movement like that of an exotic dancer in a dimlit club on a friday night
So sensual so entrancing yet so innocent
I sit in a prone position in my camoflauge with my merchant of death weapon in hand
So cladestine so strong yet so weak
The Eaglet slows up and passes me at an angle of elevation of 30 degrees
So slow so smooth yet so fast
I pull the trigger of my rifle and the bird falls out of the air to the ground
So dead so dead yet never more so alive.