What do you guys think of this poem I wrote, any suggestions for improvement would be appreciated
The scene lays set,
The target like a fish in the sea,
He walks ignorant of his fate,
Slowly approaching the peice of bait,
The scene lays set,
He stands to ponder,
What he thinks I do wonder,
But What use would thoughts of war be to me,
None thats what it would be,
The scene lays set,
Once a friend,
A comrade,
A brother,
But no longer,
The scene lays set,
The moment now imminent,
As he blinks for a moment,
I prepare to deliver his final judgement,
My blade primed,
My sights set,
The scene lays set,
An act of mercy,
Kindness,
Compassion,
What else could it be?
The scene lays set,
His final breath of the cold winter air,
His final feeling of hopeless despair,
The final time he'll feel his head,
The final second before he's dead,
The scene lays set,
The blade now buried deep within his chest,
For now it is his time to rest,
For his time has passed,
But the words he utters last,
"You think this is over do you not?
Little do you know it has only just begun"
The scene lays set,
The target now lays dead,
But what did those twisted words mean,
The gibberish of a dying man?
Or the warning of an unfolding plan?