Getting Even
Vengeance is sweet.
Is it really?
It tastes pretty sour to me.
An eye for an eye.
Ok, so now both of you have only one eye.
What does that prove.
Revenge is like eating poison and waiting for the other person to die.
This is the best way to describe getting even.
It can be sheer suicide.
Vengeance is a dish best served cold.
I don’t like my food cold in most cases.
So, it doesn’t sound good to me.
With age comes wisdom.
I am old, so I hope I have enough
wisdom not to eat poison or cold food
or lose an eye taking an eye.
Killing bit of soul everyday
Is only one gun hammer click away
Hidden behind the blanketed curtain
Hidden from sight so sure of a win
And shielded force from the light of day
A murderous horde of sold out souls
Claiming blood beating fearfully cold
For crimes of unwitting imagination
Committed and unsuccessfully sold
Without communication
I was so shocked
but then I took stock
of the look in my grandpa’s eyes,
And understood
that his word was good,
that, in truth, he had almost died.
Now he has passed,
but the truth still lasts:
betrayal has a heavy price.
I tell you, son,
do not be the one
who’s caught stepping out on your wife.
Don’t be untrue
or you will undue
whatever good in life you build.
Don’t trust to rage,
such unbridled hate
will only leave you unfulfilled.
It now makes sense
why God claims vengeance,
your whole life will it rend and break.
To seek revenge
leads to a bad end
it’s a thing we should all forsake.
Rotten tomato
Vine sabataged by turtle.
Turtle soup for lunch!
grab the razor
see your a player
in this game called death
how long will this pleasure last
you yell "stop!"
am i going too fast?
suddenly im gone
stranded in hell
to burn forever
"was it worth it?"
you will ask
my answer shoulda been no
my answer woulda been yes
i just didnt care anymore
you act like you never did.
so goodbye forever
the lifes fading from my body
i can feel it.
your covered in MY blood
wish i could see it
the look of horror
how i dream of it
the vengence of the dead
one day ill have my revenge
because you were the one who killed me
Move the mountains
Move the trees
Rain and thunder
Split the seas
Dove of ark
Spread disease
Bring the nations
To their knees
If someone wrongs you...
Is cruel and clueless...
And you want to get even...
Wait till they're shoeless...
And hand them a pair
Of shiny plastic shoes,
You can't buy one,
They only come in twos...
Then take them upstate,
On a non-returnable
weekend trip...
Set them up with a bedmate,
Young and alluring...
Snickering secretly,
While acting assuring....
Give them a bed,
And leave them alone...
Call all your friends,
Quietly on the phone...
And let them know
What a fool you made,
By acting a shoe giving friend,
And watch their pride fade...
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