Hesitantly, I load a bullet in the chamber

Shaking- my heart is aching

My eyes shut tight, yet tears still overflow 

All I show are secrets to this

Aching heart of the unbeknownst 

What I do not know, cannot hurt me

Still, I shed tears 

Of that enemy, I fear

Soon to come near

I quiver as I picture

Being delivered in a casket

I quicken my lingering enemy 

We both have a family, 

waiting at home in agony 

There is no death penalty,

And in the end

It is a search for

The dead’s identity

It is a free for all 

And for all of humanity-

Ill-will puts fear 

To the mind of who is

The real enemy