She told me I had a right to be angry
And so anger became my constant companion
Thoughts of self-defense courses fled
I dwelt on thoughts of revenge instead
I was obsessed with Murderous meditations
If I had a gun I’d shoot him
If I had a gun I’d shoot him
If I had a gun I’d shoot him
Like a never-ending echo
I wrote in my Journal my bloodthirsty plan
I’d line up Mike and Russ and all the others
I’d blindfold them and shoot them all
with hollow point bullets
Aren’t they more painful than regular bullets
In hindsight, reading this Journal entry
I wonder if the blindfold represented
my deep longing for Mercy
They wouldn’t see death coming
My plan never came to fruition
which is probably just as well
God’s plan of forgiveness
released me from my hell
I know that what they did was wrong
but vengeance is not mine
It would consume my life
if I let anger my pain prolong
I may have a right to be angry
yet anger gone awry
is no saving grace
So I choose peace
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Thursday will be Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub and I will be linking this poem. I was going to wait to post it until then but changed my mind.