REVENGE

  

Aiming, at that thin chord of light,

To save the soul from the dark abyss;

For this reason, there’s no respite.

One shot’s left, at treason;

What a situation is this?

Yes, we all know,

It’s hard to aim,

At people so low,

How easy it is to miss!

For his selected enemies,

A worse fate was kept apart,

A sudden release;

No not in their destination,

See the malicious working of their hearts!

And as they cried-

Even the boldest,

He smiled-

Revenge,

Is a dish;

Best eaten cold!