~the Crafting Of Wars~ Poem by E Nigma

Too many times I got lost on a venture
Set back and pressed play
To gaze upon the adventure of one
Amazed at this maze in dismay
I relate 2,1

Countdown to engage what's the range on this gun?
Squeeze and release I carved a way through this pressure
My purpose takes form as I greet your fun

Exterminate the being and create the will to
Come back and display an exchange of power beyond

No longer the user, the bullet, the gun
Wiped away all that's been drawn
Created a point where you will say
I've known this part all along

Why must I forget just to remember
It was I who created this song?
Orchestrating the castration of a member
Who chose to forget to play their part