[ NaPo 2017 ] Architect Of Your Demise

       
Bite [down hard on] the bullet      
loaded in the gun's chamber---      
it's just another hollow point      
     
Are you tired of firing blanks?      
     
Judge and jury, yourself annoint  
      
but your lack of execution      
comes as no surprise      
     
Look into the eyes      
of Poetry --- its Irony
tells no lies      
   
You'll wish you had died  
From the Truth, you can't hide      
Barrel in the mouth---      
go ahead, pull the trigger      
Swallow your swollen pride      
   
Architect of your own demise