HATRED...
Rage burning, the fire within
hatred of you forever the sin
From your mouth deceitfull lies
my fondest wish to hear your cries
Tears unending you should run
when I catch you, it's over-done
You will lie there, eyes all a glaze
my hands held squeezing just below your face
Throat is crushed, eyes are swollen
legs lie bent, shattered broken
Bubbles and foam, not quite screaming
from your throat blood is streaming
Hands unclenched, a chesire grin I wear
with a fist full of hair
Being quite still, for you'll move no more
final understanding as you lay on the floor
The final breath, deaths silent bell
don't think it's over, I'll meet you in hell
SPC Knight Gregory M.
Kuwait-After the war
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