Vengeance

by Tom Watkins   Mar 22, 2005


Did you think you’d get away with it?
Did you think I’d just forget?

You did it right in front of me!
Do you think I didn’t see?

You made me watch you rape my mother,
And me, you tried to smother.

Ah, in your eyes there’s recognition,
Like you’d seen some apparition.

Have you guessed why I followed you here?
Is that why I smell your fear?

You can sense that I’m going to kill you,
And there’s nothing you can do.

I’ll make a trophy of your liver,
Perhaps I’ll eat a sliver.

After I have cut off every limb.
I’m sure this sounds very grim.

But I plan to slice and dice your groin,
Then I’ll feed you your own loins.

And before your body finally dies,
I’m gonna cut out your eyes.

So, now’s the time for a final prayer.
Not that I should really care.

Since I intend to take your life,
Dismembered slowly with my knife.

I still hear my mother in my head.
Maybe she’ll stop when you are dead.

And Dad, just in case you give a damn,
Your hate made me who I am.

I really hope I have made you proud.
Now, try not to scream too loud.

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  • 17 years ago

    by charlotte

    All these poems are quite chilling. I like the way you use your words and how well you put them together. This is an awsome poem. And im looking forward to reading more. So if you don't mind, I'd like to put you on my favorites if it's ok with you.

  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    wow...dark poem, i like it!