Twenty years of hatred
Blazes in his eyes
He looks at the man kneeling
Before him and smiles
He raises his sword
Vengeance is a monster
The monster within him smiles
Victorious as he brings it down
Screams pierce the cold night air
The sword swishes down
It slices through its victim's wrist
Severing bone and veins
More screams rip through the night
As he raises his sword once more
The monster eggs him on
Craving for more blood
Vengeance is so gratifying
Even if it means taking a life
He brings the sword down
But halfway there, he stops
He looks into those youthful eyes
And sees himself staring back
He lowers is sword a little
And places the blade onto the young man's throat
He watches the man before him
Trembling in terror
He looks into those bright blue eyes once more
And sees them beg for mercy
He ignores the plead and looks at the face
The monster applauds him once more
Obeying the monster, nothing else matters
The man before him deserves to die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one is really very literal. I like it, in a way that it tells it's story with out excess and it's imagry hits the spot! The dedication and hatred for the enemy reminds me of Indigo Montoya in The Princess Bride. And then there's always 'Battle not with monsters lest ye become a monster; and if you gaze into the abyss the abyss gazes into you.'-Nietzsche. The theme of which is expressed perfectly in the last little bits with the moral dilemma. So good!