Manacles of my Guilt.

This is my entry for the poetrydice contest.
All thanks to @robyneggs

These are the prompts in no specified order
Minnow, footprint, search, light, power, fountain, identity, counting and arrows

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like an unsuspecting minnow would swim into the open jaws of a shark,
I followed suit- your footprints, now my guilt.

Glancing at the overcast August sky,
I try to forget.
But how can I outwit the manacles of my guilt- I am a murderer.

I searched for answers to questions unanswered.
And you showed me the light from your fountain of experience- how you decimated them with an insecticide.
They lost power over you, as they counted their losses.
Now, they have become a colony without identity, their territory lost.

But last night, like an army, they besieged me.
Armed to the teeth with proboscis sharpened like arrows and spears.
No choice was mine but to finish what you started.
I groped my hands in the dark, for the insecticide.
And stealthily, like an unfaithful lover would leave before the morning, sprayed the liquid in the air.

Their withered wings came falling on the floor,
Tanned like charred corn.
And their blood-filled bellies became all lifeless.

How can I forget the manacles of my guilt?
How can I outwit the guilt of killing a whole calvary of mosquitoes?

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