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Vengeance Is Mine
by David Pekrul
copyright 10-25-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
He rode into town in the back of a truck,
A man on a mission, who, hoping with luck,
Would find the young zealots who murdered his Dad,
And vowed he’d take vengeance with all that he had.

Was late in the evening, and chores had been done,
He’d gone to the bedroom to tuck in his son,
His father was sitting there, out on the porch,
When Klansmen came ‘round with a cross and a torch.

Without any feelings, they shot the man dead,
They lit up the cross and then watched as he bled,
A small band of cowards, they started to run,
When out of the door came the shots of a gun.

He rode into the town in the back of a truck,
To look for those Klansmen, who, running amuck,
Had caused so much heartache and caused so much pain,
The ones who found pleasure when someone was slain.

He found them encamped on the side of a hill,
The look on their faces, it gave him a chill,
The sight of pure evil is all he could see,
There, hid in the bushes behind a large tree.

He cried to the wind and to God up above,
Who spoke to the mountain and gave it a shove,
As boulders rained down like a God-given sign,
He heard a loud voice, saying “VENGEANCE IS MINE!”

Now all is so quiet, and all is so still,
No more will those Klansmen be able to kill,
The only voice now, is the sound of the wind,
Like tormented souls of the ones who had sinned.




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08-23-2006 BJ Niktabe    

Yes, WOW is right, but at the same time very inadequate! This is an incredible work of art here. Such a powerful story, it tears at the heart. I think this more than deserves 5 praise points. The rhyming is great, as is the flow. This is an awesome way to tell a story that needs to be told. Great write!

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11-13-2005 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

*Pout* I wonder where my comment is because I KNOW I've read this before and I KNOW I comment each time I read your works. *sigh* Well, what can I say that's not already been said? Wow!
11-09-2005 Debra Rose    

...Wow....

just...wow....

you should enter this into the contest I just posted up. This is perfect, David. I see no faults, no errors...this is just the most amazing peice of work I have seen in a long time
10-27-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

I hear the comment that we get what we sew, all the time. I wonder if the fires of hell burn the one's that do these kind of things. This is a sad story and I do feel for the victims here. I am glad when God does show who is in charge! Anthony
10-26-2005 Tiffany Forster    

Wow....I really liked this, I love the way it flows, and it gives such vivid imagry. I won't comment on the topic as then I tend to rant as it makes me ever so angry, but well done!
10-25-2005 Paul Gardner    




10-25-2005 Roger Crique    

I know I want to comment on this, but I honestly do not know what to say, except that I am amazed at the fluidity and imagery in this piece. I can honestly tell you that as I read, I was becoming evermore hateful and angered by the callousness of these thugs. This is still happening in America. People are still embracing this hateful attitude that leads to murder and suffering. This poem is so well written that I'm still feeling the anger deep inside my soul. Thank you David, for such a brilliant and courageous write!
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