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this is a small bit of poetry showing the consequences of vengeance. |
As I watch the birds flying I feel that so shall I Peace is coming But I still sigh Pain is flowing through my body Unbearable and strong Darkness is filling as the light is fading What have I become My enemy lays Lifeless and cold Deserving what was given But as I see him I begin to feel old Death will be the payment for what I have done I threw away everything My poor family My poor love My life, my beliefs, and my cleanliness lost in the quest for vengeance I suppose I held back nothing All because of my greed and loathe As I look at what I have done I began to see my wrong doing I try to find relief as grief overcame me But nothing seems to be soothing The only thing left to do is close my eyes and await for death I can see him coming And I think he knows for me what's best The payment for revenge can be worse than it's satisfaction In the end you may win But your cause will be lost in you actions I lost everything But I will not fuss I learned something And that's a plus As I write this I want you to remember Live and let live And your life will not be slender If you go for vengeance Your cause will be lost In the end you may win But you will never quench your vengeful lus |