Letting Go

Letting Go

Make mistakes

Or do what is right

It's always a combination

Of murky unknowns

There doesn't seem to be

Anybody that isn't questioned

Over decisions

When the end is near

Than what is wanted

Or when overwhelming life

Drips into your heart

There is a reminder

The every bullet

Creates a grievance

And

Every bomb an unending war

Barry G. Wick