Frame of Mind

The war is being fought, always being fought!
We win small battles, like today, giving birth
To hope that there may be an end.
And though we fought hard to be in this moment
It passed before we had a chance to know it
For the enemy is more than upon us- again –
Hidden not just behind our lines,
He is in us – deep seated in our mind
Whispering fear into us.
Waiting for the day we drag our heels and sigh
And think “it won’t ever stop”
To which he waits to reply, “You’re right so join me”
Causing in us, hesitation – the battle we won’t fight.
For how can I fire the gun when I’m the enemy?