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Premium Member Vigilante
By happenstance a mansion appeared within the car’s peripheral view; They should have seen so subtle a clue the moment the moonlight disappeared; Walking right into a planned sequence the scarlet phrase had to stay hidden; Committing murder is forbidden, this crime’s the ultimate self defense; Arrived for a Black and White party, never saw the library in blood; Heavy body fell with a...

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Categories: vigilante, abuse, anger, emotions,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Vigilante
Waiting at the window In the upper floor red brick Through glaze oxidized opaquely With grime that has grown thick From eary day she arrives at post The arc begun at easternmost She watches the light progress At noon she dines a simple meal that to her holds no real appeal Around she moves it on her plate And soon is quite the mess Throughout her...

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Categories: vigilante, missing you,
Form: Rhyme



Who The Police Protect, Part II
...It went up on the internet, people argued in vain, some said, “Monster,” some said, “It’s good that ‘the rich’ know their pain!” Tyler ignored all the hoopla, knew nothing would be done, all cops were bastards, after all, he had already won. When nobody came after him he knew that this was true, but in his ’hood’ several strange things soon came into his view. His...

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Categories: vigilante, conflict, corruption, dark, evil,
Form: Narrative
Who The Police Protect, Part I
Tyler was a real happy man, looking down at his phone, the mayor said,“We need less police, their crimes are so well known.” They’d not arrest if you stole less than a thousand from a store, and decided, for the ‘oppressed,’ no cash bail anymore. This was just great for Tyler since three times he’d seen the slam, and now they wouldn’t raise a fist, he...

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Categories: vigilante, conflict, corruption, dark, evil,
Form: Narrative
Sad To See
Pretending to be different, pretending to even care Pretending to be what you are not lies within your stare Sad to see how unhealthy a life being lived this way Sad to see how uncharacteristically the Saint you portray Selfishly to only be something other than what you are Selfishly to only be your own little shining star Carelessly you choose...

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Categories: vigilante, dark, death, evil, life,
Form: Couplet



Truck-Driving Vigilante
Back when I was a youngish man this was a tale I heard, and thinking back upon in now, just makes it seem absurd. It was about a truck-driver out roaming the highways, but cargo wasn’t what he brought, when he showed up to play. Some say he was a soldier bold, or maybe once a cop, all folks knew was when he came ’round the...

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Categories: vigilante, conflict, corruption, dark, evil,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Vigilante Tongue
Vigilante Tongue Written: by Tom Wright February 2015 It oft returned, To a world of familiarization, Screaming and shouting; Relying on speech That can ne’er be recalled; Intent, vociferous words once latched in, Now spent, are as grave markers Set all in a course, That appears cast in stone; An inglorious lasting legacy; ...

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Categories: vigilante, silence, truth, words,
Form: Free verse
Vigilante Cop
A vigilante cop ended crime no matter what it took. He produced phony evidence to put away the crooks. He would also shoot criminals and make it look like self defense. Criminals in his town wound up being referred to in the past tense. He put a knife in a kidnapper's hand after he shot him in the head. Then...

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Categories: vigilante, corruption, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Vigilante Justice
Gather 'round the campfire, young'uns Let old Billy here, tell ya how the West was won Once a time ago, the West was wild ... Badlands filled with dangerous outlaws No justice to be found, lawlessness ruled in ev'ry town, from sunup to sundown Whoever had the fastest gun stood above ground So the good citizens got together in each town, and chose one man...

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Categories: vigilante, history, memory, perspective, violence,
Form: Narrative
The Vigilante Man
The Vigilante Man Chris is not a thug Chris don’t do drugs Chris helps people Chris beats up and arrest corrupt cops Chris stops them from banging Chris stops them from slanging Chris is on the top Chris don’t stop Chris is cool as Ned Kelly Corrupt cops are stupid fools Chris is like Batman ...

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Categories: vigilante, age, character, fantasy, freedom,
Form: I do not know?
Vigilante Justice
"That is him, he did it I tell you" "I got the rope, take him to the Oak tree" An angry mob wants justice for the one that they lost" Most likely, an guilty agitator stirring up the stew Blind with anger and not on of them can see Maybe an innocent scapegoat will pay the cost We see all...

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Categories: vigilante, life
Form: I do not know?
Vigilante/Outlaw
Kicking up the dust in a rhythm of villainy Doesn’t justify the hero within. With the end of my finger, I created this wasteland for the better. The wind brings my composure To the edge of reason. Every grain of sand and bit of dust Blown across my face Reminds me of the tear drops And how quickly I had to wipe them...

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Categories: vigilante, angst, visionary
Form: Free verse
All About the V Word V Stands For Vigilante
Roll out the barrel and we'll have a barrel of fun I would it enjoy it more, if it were 2 barrels from a gun Shooting a drug dealer, child stealer or a wife beater This would bring a peak to my entertainment meter I want to wipe the surface clean from all that is bad The injustices of good...

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Categories: vigilante, people, philosophy, urban, drug,
Form: Ballad
Vigilante
Vigilante He walked in the door a little John Wayne a little Jesus Christ six foot tall giant guns on his hips so emaciated you can count all his ribs. twelve bullets flew and twelve persons fell reload repeat the deafening clash never ended until all you could count was the dead. He stood among patrons of the local...

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Categories: vigilante, angst, death, nature,
Form: Free verse
Anxiety Slaying Vigilante
I have a paper due Last Monday that isn’t quite out of the pen yet, and it’s laying on the desk like A cancerous growth of my mind Stress increased, end of the year rush I can’t seem to think Under-pressure of my very own imperfections, I’m so hard on myself sometimes it hurts But you know that, Papi While I recline on...

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Categories: vigilante, devotion, love, on work
Form: Free verse

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