Imperfect Justice

 

A cry for war and vengence is sworn,

a trick of the mind beats a quick hand

confusion and hatred they don't understand,

the secrets they keep are all known to me.

I am the shadow they cannot see

blind by the fact it was all too easy.

Like a hunter thats stalks his prey

fear and the inevitable will rule the day

revenge is a dish best served cold

the taste is bitter sweet and never gets old.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

They don't know... none of them ever do.......

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