Ode to my Weapon

When the world is ending, who do you have?

In a world filled with darkness,

You're all that comforts me. 

Your strength, your power,

Gives me hope.

In this accursed, dying land,

You, are what is needed. 

You, are the one thing that 

keeps me alive.

In my times of despair and peril,

You saved me.

You gave me a chance,

A chance to defeat those who dare try to harm me.

But, I wonder to myself ever so often,

Would I have ever come to know you?

Know of your ways, 

If things were not the way they are now?

Would I appreciate you,

Be as grateful to you as I am now? 

Because surely, you are the one, 

The one that has brought out this side of me.

This side of me that I have never once seen before

This side of me that feels so much power

This side of me that wants nothing else,

But to keep you at my side always 

Never to let go of you

Though, I have this feeling

This feeling of guilt, 

Am I using you?

Am I just using you to help myself?

Using you to save my own disgusting soul?

Oh...I just had another thought

Am I like them? 

Those people who dare try to harm me?

Am I too as soul-less as them?

Am I?

Tell me...Tell me now!

Tell me so I can try and fix it!

If I fix it, you won't have to go

You can remain with me always

Always at my side

Always there to protect me

Don't worry, 

I'll always cherish you, and love you 

After all, how could I not...

You're all I have in this dark, lifeless world 

This world...this armageddon.

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

intriguing piece (no pun intended).
We often know the answer to questions before we ask them. I got the impression the speaker is all too aware of their capabilities and how they employ them but want to appear detached from the effects which they cause. Kind of like absolving oneself via projecting on others.

[Coyote Poetry]

Reminded me of the Army song. "This is my weapon, this is my gun. My weapon is for killing and my gun is for fun". World is getting scary. The sad part is. Less killing and murder than anytime in our history. Rome, England, the Barbarians, Spain. So many more. Man had swam in violence. Men forget the old wars and the bad days. The armageddon. I believe liked a great poet once wrote. "The world won't end with a explosion, the world will end with a whisper. We will die from Nuclear Winter or Nature will do us in one day. I enjoyed your poem today. Made me think. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[JackValor86]

Wow, I really like this one, I think I'll a*s it to my library and I don't just add anything to it. At first I was thinking of the weapon as a gun but I kinda came to think of it as a person, but I like the relationship between this person and the weapon you've painted.