The Assassins Client

Alikens clients version (another point of view)

A Shadow sits before me

An Assassin all in black

Small sack of treasures

His payment in full

 

My heart uncontrollably pounding

Fear, has become my constant companion

Woe to me, my murderous intentions

My tortured soul, eternal guilt

 

Across the small table

I slide the velvet satchel

His hand darts out, and is gone

He has his prize, my glass suddenly filled

 

The rum warms me from inside

Restless spirit, settling slightly

I'll return to the keep now

An end to this deadly business

 

The kings forest so peaceful

My horse trots gently through it

The woods, and all, are mine now

My evil deed is done

 

An ache arises in my gut

A pain creeps up into my heart

Not because of what I have done

But a fear of my own demise

 

To think I could succeed

My folly was upon me

No witness permitted to live

His creed I remembered well

 

I slipped from my horse

A poisoning most unnoticed

A shadow passed before me

An Assassin all in black

Author's Note

Practicing my skills (or lack therof). Please feel free to review, rate, and comment. Thnx

Reviews

[Trevor]

Very interesting poem. I love how you ended it almost the same as you began it. To be completely honest, I don't know what criticism to make of this poem...so I'm just gonna end with Good Job!

[Onyx_Rayne]

OOO.. very nicely done - I love it! The flow of the piece is great and the story told... amazing! When I began reading it, I didn't expect it to end the way it did... but it makes sense. When you deal with the people in the shadows, they have to be sure you won't bring them into the light.

"The rum warms me from inside
Restless spirit, settling slightly
I'll return to the keep now
An end to this deadly business"

I love the word play in this stanza "spirit" being the rum...or the spirit within the narrator.

Excellent work :)