What Revenge Begets

By Mrunank R Reddy

In an enchantment of utter black

treaded one on an unseen track,

brandished he, his polished blade

to exact life’s unfair trade,

unheard went the passionate voices,

to keep him from bloodied choices.

In the shadows he hid himself

swiftly did he lose his self,

solemnly did he find his foes

exchanged with them those fierce blows,

with each one he brutally killed,

he forgot how he once lived.

Soul shattering strikes had rained

pierced was the last who remained,

in gentle sunshine now was seen,

who the perilous foe had been,

his face twisted to terror from bliss

for after all, the face was his.

By Mrunank R Reddy