poem 19 Encounter

Encounter

A hard step,

one does not know what is going to happen next,

will I be a victim ,

will I die out,

will I be able to defeat the wrong,

once I follow the other,

once I decide to never give up,

there is a long silence,

the bullet strikes 

am I there or not ,

I do not know,

another bullet strikes,

am I there,

no

but a sound comes from somewhere ,

we are both wounded

but

there is no fear of failure

if my opponent is also wounded.