I
throat has seized
and body lusts,
reach out to grasp
man built to thrust
yet nothing there
for me to reach
and absent trust
rendered release
I cannot help
but ask and plead,
what dread clasp
robbed me of peace?
II
such a force came over me
I could not name
I could not tame
without remorse
my mind possessed
cut him down
to see him bled
III
a piece of mind
it held me back
so his murder
I did not commit
but the urge arose,
as I now recall,
to myself hard to admit
the need for me to train my mind
before I face the nearing times
when all are tested
most will fail
as they trained their minds
to no avail
The Halfwit Writer 