Two Men's Prop - Theatre Of Ego Poem by Eyes Ofsole

A message from the devil to the devil,
Or maybe just juvenile angels.
Ignorance is not bliss,
Hard can I say Ignorance exists,
For 'fore every single wish,
All are aware of the world beyond mighty doors and opaque windows.

I am a prop of the cause,
A man with no say.
My leader stayed behind;
This was a task for the brave
Though I am not one of courage,
Just a man in need captive of necessity's grip

No!
I carry my kingdom's pride
With every step of progress.
No man's worth alive
Is same with a hero's death;
Lately, it seems impossible to have both.
But I made promise in form of sincere oath
And never for forsaken regret or a different life's ghost,
Shall I render all arms and thought
For a better while, a more worthy cause.

I was God today.
I was Mother today.
I never gave existence,
But believe you so,
I took a life today.
She didn't bear the face of the enemy,
But I saw nothing but that.
Commander ordered,
I can not break the rules.
Who am I to as who am I not to?
'Follow me and you shall be a Hero'
I walked in every print of his step and embodied his shadow.
I am a Hero!

A message from the devil to the devil,
Or maybe just juvenile angels.
The bullet smashed into her head.