Man On a Mission
Written By: D. Collins 1/2/19
A wanna-be Gangsta is the only requirement.
To bring a heavy-hitter out of retirement.
The last person you'd want repelling from trees.
A man on a mission in camouflaged fatigues.
Trained to lie in the cut, and master disguise.
The one who opens up those silver dollar eyes.
Exercising his skill with exact precision.
Never awaken a man on a mission.
Ambush is his most defining trait.
A clinical expert of lying in wait.
Fingerprints and DNA will not be there.
Because, the act is swift, and handled with care.
Vengeance is man's most primal sin.
If it didn't exist, there would never be men.
God said in the scriptures, "Vengeance is Mine".
Being made in His image, its on me, this time.
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