They'll see what I'm made of

They’ll see what I’m made of.

Soon they’ll regret it all.

My revenge will come swiftly,

When they see me in the hall.

 

They’ll be sorry that they hit me,

Recall the times they made me cry,

take back the names they called me

When I look them in the eye.

 

Johnny will plead with me.

He’ll say, “Don’t do this to my ma.’”

He’ll cry and shake, but I won’t care.

He’s had this coming since last fall.

 

Jenny, she will cry,

And her pretty lips will quiver.

But she told lies and humiliated me

And I’m not ready to forgive her

 

They’ll be begging me for mercy,

When I carry out my plans.

Now, I’ll be the one who’s laughing

While they beg me for a chance.

They’ll tell me that they’re sorry

That they were only having fun.

But, they’ll see what I’m made of

When I bring my daddy’s gun.

Reviews

[Gabrielle Travis]

Shooting it straight from the hip...sorry! ;-)

My opinion at first was "great metering, this is really hitting the tick-tock".
My opinion midway through was "f*cking bullies...poor thing."
My final opinion when you dropped the bomb, I mean GUN..."Brilliant!"

Obviously this may be one of those issues where you catch manure; the suicides, shootings, and hierarchy of neglect from officials, oh so recent and in your face on the news. But this is a testament as to why (the victims suffering everyday that finally crack their nut) WE ALL need to do something to make a change.

Wonderful write with a powerful wallop right at the end.

[Angelic Surrender]

We do need to stand up for ourselves. This is a very vivid way to show that. I think it has great rhyming and meter. And the imagry is just...WOW. Love it :)

[Distant horizons]

Excellent write Meg. Starts off with a great flow, almost quirky in feel, then bam, you got me with the ending. great write.