The stench of evil engulfs me
And damn near swallows me with rage
I walk upon the streets of hell
My outer crust, my cage
Lurking in the darkness
In the depths, inside of me
A manifested anger
I'm condemned, no longer free
I'm on the hunt, on the prowl
There's nowhere you can run
For my friend, it's payback time
Have mercy? I have none
You must pay the price, my vengeance
For I am here, to take you down
Strip from you your power
And take from you, your crown
An escape, I assure, impossible
Your death, my final act
I reclaim from you my dignity
Resolving, my solemn pact
No one, you can hurt, no more
May your body dissolve your sin
Let the earth reclaim your remains
Allowing my healing to begin
Copyright 2007 W. Bureau
despite the poem spitting fire on the last three lines i see a heart good though wounded badly craving for vengeance...poem powerfully expressive... my ten votes
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! i had to give this one a ten Wendy! i don't want you hunting me down! talk about a woman spurned, brilliant regards Bob