THE PUNISHER PUNISHED
6 July, 2013
A poem about discrimination, the repercussions, the anger that it causes and the its never ending nature.
You see a reflection of your own hate
You can't turn back, it is too late
You want redemption to reduce regret
But this pain you've caused, I'll never forget
You brought it on your own, this curse, this hole
You differed not in opinion but belief in the soul
I was different, in every way that I looked
And your hate blurred your vision, and then you were hooked
To shun all those who were to you astray
But who are you to stop me in my way
Who are you to tell me that I am wrong?
When the pain was caused by you all along
You burnt, you raped, you tortured the others
You promised a land and fortune for your followers
You bred more hate, fed more differences
History repeated, there are many references
Thanks to you, we'll never be one
And all the wars fought would never be won
You caused all these fights, these pains to last
But you've harmed yourself; your curse is cast...