In that instant

you can lay your finger

upon that trigger

and when that bullet escapes

you can not undo

anything

Guilt lays upon your face

you can make exscuses

and you can call it fate

But in reality it was you

you could of done so many other things

point the gun to sky

bluff him before you decide

that they only escape was to take his life

You can not take away our real way to fight

what about the woman who has to walk home at night

or the real way of the law

force upon force

gun against knife

or  possible death upon home invansion

 listen fist upon fist

not fist against gun

you can take away your fear with ease

but thing upon the one who bleeds

the one whose life has drifted away

with your so called might