Revenge
As I stalked him quietly,
He was unaware of me.
In my hand I held a knife,
For I had caught him with my wife.
Revenge was what I had in mind
So I followed, just behind.
But when I strike, I'll let him know
Why it is I struck the blow,
I'll tell him, "I read the texts,
So breathe your last.. you're now the ex"
Entry for STALKER - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
8/11/2017. Placed 2nd.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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