The Messenger (2005) (R) Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

The Messenger (2005) (R)



Many ways have I thought of slicing you up.
You have hurt me more than a thousand times.
Don't try to run to your family and friends,
Because you will only get them killed.

You always considered me being a bluff.
There is nothing you can do about this crime.
Like a chickenshit, I'll get you from behind.
While you're on the ground, you'll witness yourself get peeled.

You never knew when enough was enough.
Now is my chance to cut you a thousand times.
No one will recognize you, not even your family or friends.
Besides, you'll be dead anyway, so I'll never be revealed....

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