Focus

Listening is not understanding.

Focus! Damn it! Focus!

Filter out the smoke and mirrors

And the bogus hocus pocus.

 

Fixate on the target’s center,

Concentrate… Concentrate!

I’ll stay here until you get it right.

Don’t worry. I can wait.

 

Honing senses razor sharp is

Skill not mastered easily,

But it may yield the needed tools

To stave major catastrophe.

 

Every nuance, every tinge

To be examined one by one til

Doubt becomes a stranger and

The outcome cannot be undone.

 

Diagnose to finest pinpoints,

Unafraid of irons that stoke us,

We can douse the fiercest fire

If we can only focus. Focus.