Revenge! Poem by kafil uddin raihan.

The man in front of me,
Screaming out time to time,
In the white soft bed,
Surrounded by surgical tools,
I know him, I hate him most,
He is the one killed my son,
Not only my son but also
A lot of sons of fathers,
What a irony of fate!
Now he is my patient,
I am now the one,
Upon whom his life depends.
Someone whispering me,
Kill him, With all sorts of pain,
Let him feel the bit of death.
Kill him as he killed your only son.
Kill him, kill this insect of hell.
Inside me there is a storm,
What will I do?
If i kill this fugitive,
Nothings will happen to me,
No charge of murder.
I would take the revenge.
If I treat him, if he get cured,
He would kill another son of another.
What should I do.
In this mid night, in this o.t,
I am the god of him.
I still see my son's bloody face,
The beast shot him in his head.
I still smell my sons dead body.
I swore to take revenge,
To kill him in my hand.
After five years, I got him,
I got my chance of revenge.
Yap I will take revenge,
But not taking his life,
I want him to feel,
How a man feel to die,
What a desire in one's eye to live!
How much eager a man for living!
I will, and that will be my revenge....