Face Of Death

Face Of Death

A Poem by Mike

A typical night at home turns cold,
Perfect setting for the terror we went through, never in my wildest dreams would I think this would happen on my turf, my home with my family,

Hate isn't the best way to describe it,
Fate you can kiss my royal a*s,
Happening for a reason what a crock of s**t, no reason, no justification and no explanation,

Who said its not cool to hate?
F**k them they know nothing and if they did then shut the f**k up, I hate and I hate for purpose and reason don't give me justification for my anger the devil you find takes no prisoners,

Coming into my house gun to my face,
Weakness like I have never felt before,
The longest night of my life I stared death in the face, never forget your face you arrogant b*****d, never forget those eyes,

Coming into my families home and threatening what is most precious to me big mistake, that feeling of helplessness never again, next time I go out fighting, I go out with more than one of you, 7 to destroy a family and no remorse, no humanity the human race is a disgusting disease when a man has his power and protection taken away from him,

The visions still haunt me, the story and how it unfolded eats me all the time, not being able to help my family and forced to lie face down with a gun pointed to the back of my head...not knowing....not understanding!

My daughter crying in fear for me and my one son sleeping, my other one awake who will never forget that night, its burnt into his memory forever, 7 men and 7 guns that eats me alive why didn't I stop it...why did I do nothing.

Not being able to pick up my youngest and watching one of those fuckers pick up my child never have I felt so broken, so useless, like such a f*****g piece of s**t, watching my wife's face with fear in her eyes, I will never forget that look and the fear in her eyes all while I lay there and do nothing, hands cable tied behind my back. It felt like being part of an execution with a firing line,

Taking possession of material things doesn't bother me, destroy my families life well then f**k you, the wheel turns and karma is a b***h, guess what karma has a backbone and a leader guess what that's me, never again....

Face of death I know your features and I know the sound of your voice, it all comes back full circle and one day yours is coming, you arrogant b*****d you won the battle guess what the war is only beginning,

When its all said and done one person stands tall the one that remembers you, I never forget and rarely forgive, forgiveness can kiss my a*s, there is no forgiveness where you going and I will escort all 7 of you personally straight to hell myself,

I will never feel that weak and useless again....never !!!!

Just try me........ The game is too big for you to win!

© 2012 Mike


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Mike
Mike

South Africa



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