Revenge
Revenge is a two-edged sword
—A brandished tool so grave to hold—
Which if handled by an aggrieved hand,
Might pierce right down to the soul!
Yet often after a deed is done
And the offender is paid as deemed,
The voice of guilt in the offended
Is hardly ever brought to a calm.
For tho' by the whims of revenge
The aggrieved is made to be at par,
The hands of time on its fulcrum
Would someday prove it to be a loss.
What then is the need of a fight
By a bitterness unquenchable,
Which of its own is but a curse
To whomever it claims to avenge?!
Oh that all men may learn it so
—However hard it may seem,—
That calmness in the face of all err
Is far a great remedy for the soul.
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