RevengeA Poem by HachamechaWe were happy but when we heard the knock on our door my parents paled mother's lips white
My parents hastily hugged me said they loved me put me in a high cupboard they out me out of sight
the door burst open a man walked in asked questions that my parents never answered
He pulled the trigger on my father my mother screamed tears streaming down my cheeks
He beat my mother in the end, killed her my sadness turning to anger
He left leaving my parent's corpses his face etched in my mind
I will always chase him to the end of the earth Even if I'm old and lined.
I play the image of killing him so many times
I trailed him he slips between my fingers like sand like water
I will kill him with my hand Justice, I demand he will die by my command
When I found him he was old I was young
I grabbed my gun pulled the trigger I had felt pleasure I had fun © 2011 Hachamecha |
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Added on November 21, 2011 Last Updated on November 21, 2011 AuthorHachamechaLedyard, CTAboutI don't write much anymore. I will though. I'll find my muse. She just died along with my will. 39~ -Hachamecha more..Writing
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