Medea Kali

Hate Undone - Poem by Medea Kali

I wish the plane you're going to board crashes
And you and what I have of you turns to debris and ashes
As you fly across oceans and lands
On your way to that distant land with foggy beaches, skinny-legged tramps

I pray that your plane crashes into that sea of black.
As your soul escapes your body and blood stops flowing to your heart
As you float just like the sea's foam
My vengeance would be settled and my anger would be quenched

As your face gets blemished by the scorching sun
And you lay lifeless on the surface
Thoughtless, breathless, motionless, Dead
I will drink my cup of wine and celebrate under the stars,
Thank my God in heaven for the hate undone.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, February 4, 2011

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