eye to eye
with brutal strength
the crushing weight
of certain destruction
frozen in time
shock rushing through
the shivering bodies
decision making arrested
computing altered paths
diverting any outcomes
process the numbers
fight or flee
shoulder to shoulder
surrounded by screams
no glances exchanged
blinded by hope
all senses numb
the body weak
the coward flees
the hero fights
against certain demise
songs of honor
for dying to
an invisible foe
ghosts of death
specters of blood
whispers of pain
visions of fear
face to face
with the self
only action speaks
for the soul
it's too late
now as before
mired in doubt
nothing was done