The Passive Revenger
s/he hasn’t an aggressive bone
in her/his body, at least not one you
can see &
when you pass him/her on the street,
you’d thing s/he had ****ing angel
wings on her/his back,
even if, as i, you’d not believe that
such things exist
even if there was a gun barrel pressed
to your
temple---
the passive revenger puts his/her
hope in
“karma,”
believing that there is some kind of
personal boomerang which will
come flying round
after an ******* has left one’s life
to crack them upside the head
when they least expect it---
said individual things that
there is some kind of
“divine justice,”
even if they don’t put a label on it,
because they want to make things
“right,”
without getting their own hands
dirty---
such is the sullen violence of a
coward,
such is the quiet & ridiculous nature of
a hypocrite who
tells us that they “forgive”
whilst holding the want for blood
close to their heart &
glowing like roaring red embers in
their mind.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2012
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