The introduction

Give me neither poverty nor riches;feed me with the food that is needful for me,lest I be full and deny you and say, “Who is the Lord?”or lest I be poor and steal .
-Agur-

..this is the introductory passage to a short fiction story I am working on, bred out of ponderings on above passage, a bit of character development..mmmhmmm

I will not be defined by weaknessess,
he thought, he spoke to himself
by means of prepardness
he readied himself
Pupils dilated
heart racing
hand on the trigger
he steadied himself.
And does the end justify the means?
When family's mouth is not fed, no reception of their daily bread,
but forgive me for those whom I now trespass against to accomplish this hit.
And with quick steps he approached the counter four quiet words he said,
gun now outstreched pointing at her head.
"Give me your money"
For this was his win,his redemption him born again .
when doors had closed and it had seemed that God forgot to open the window.
when he had pushed,
and pushed
and pushed .
When it seemed there was no other way
when he no longer knew what to say when he went to pray.
one desperate word he'd mutter,
So the steel in his hand was his saviour,
cold and hard,
in this automatic he trusts.
The son in his trinity of desperation
fathered by worry and aided by the spirit of consternation.
Got to win hes facing his souls redemption,
he's desperate to win,
the end is his,
the use of this force,
this means justification.