A blog about whatever randomosity my fevered mind conceives.

Justice Served II

Invaded,

Bloody,

She finds a way to cling to life

While she watches the light

Fade from her lover’s eyes.

Healing,

Alive,

She picks a face,  

She points a finger,  

She seals a fate.

Confused,

Ashamed,

She’s starving for peace

And freedom from

Her waking nightmares.  

Desperate,

Angry,

Seeking vengeance,

She ignores the doubt  

That blossoms in her mind.

Bitter,

Vengeful,

She doesn’t hesitate;

She sends an innocent man

To die for her pain.

Justice served in an unjust world.

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11 responses

  1. There is no justice. Excellent poem Miss!

    March 25, 2012 at 10:39 pm

    • Aye, justice can seem elusive at times.
      Thank you!

      March 26, 2012 at 9:27 am

  2. I enjoyed reading this, thank you for sharing 🙂

    March 26, 2012 at 12:24 am

    • I’m really glad ou liked it. 🙂

      March 26, 2012 at 9:27 am

  3. two fantastic posts my love – love the juxtaposition of them together like that

    March 26, 2012 at 2:49 am

  4. Gosh we really need to figure out what’s gonna make us happy no? This is so dramatic, her emotion, and so wonderfully written.

    Pete

    March 26, 2012 at 3:21 am

  5. Whoa.. Can I make this my new favorite?

    March 27, 2012 at 7:17 am

    • Really? Interesting.

      March 27, 2012 at 7:53 am

  6. This is more “justice served” than the other. An evil way of course it think! Thank You! 🙂

    April 13, 2012 at 11:06 pm

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