Best of Intentions

I am a spear of
influence wresting skills
from my oppressors;
it has a launch capacity of 60 feet
with an accuracy
penetrating to the bone

I can run after my foe
with enthusiasm
not heeding any caution from
caring friends—
to vent anger not fulfill it

I can hurl my weapon
discriminately vowing
to secure a place just below
a breastbone;
yet I can also declare a
truce in the imaginations
of my mind; and I do.

© Richard L. Provencher