Punisher
Often bullied, more often tried
In darkest hours, never cried
Endless encounters with hope died
On steepest odds, yet never shied
I welcome abuse, give it your best
Hunt like a dog, squish like a pest
All this while, I take my rest
Until forebearance comes to test
For then, you must answer for your screwing
Ponder upon all of your doing
Ignorance is bliss, so is your unknowing
Where I shall take you, no one loves going
Do not take me for where I lie
For my colours deceive the brightest sky
Your pestering shall render your end nigh
(Be warned) There is more to me than meets the eye
Copyright © M. Hussain Effendi | Year Posted 2011
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