It is an instant of impact, of sheer embrace
where metal meets flesh
and blood kisses ground.
It is the instant lost to the eyes far seeing
who seek a peace unknown.
It is mercy for those searching,
and misery for those lost.
It is a soft whisper,
more gentle than a forbidden kiss,
but so jarring in size,
it throws the worthless back-wards,
and the innocent and sinners alike into oblivion.
It is...
It is...
Man.
