Meeting on a field
that has seen many feet
that has heard many shots

We stand back to back
then take seven steps

each in the opposite direction

This man is my enemy,
he has killed my best friend

so filled with anger when I challenged him
But now
I am only filled with sadness for this man

I get to shoot first
but when we both spin to face each other

I can't

I no longer can see the terrible man
who I so badly wanted to ****

All I see is a shell of a man
who thought he needed to **** my friend to be happy

And I feel pity.

No longer wanting to **** a killer
because that would only make me a killer