Man At War Poem by Charlie F. Kane

The soldiers arm themselves and their bullets are the words.
They stand on opposite ends of the battlefields,
Each poised with finger on a trigger,
Waiting for the word that the battle shall commence.
They rage war at each other,
Because it’s the only person he wants to fight.

The angel and beast wrestle in the mud,
The angel swooping with airs and grace,
Shining a light to blind those in it’s way,
And the beast withers in the mud and tugs the angel down.

God and the Devil fight on his shoulders.
He is caught between these two
As they claw at each other over how he should live his life.

The soldiers’ fire at each other in the battlefield of his mind,
The angel and beast wrestle in his morality,
And God and the Devil vie for his soul.