Topical : Revenge



"RETRIBUTION"


Pt. 1: Blood And Dirt

the memory is vividly clear...it was a seemingly perfect day in autumn
sis and i were walkin' on our way back from shoppin' when we saw him
we kept talkin', proceeded with caution, then crossed the street to dodge him
suddenly there was a problem...abruptly, he screamed, "WE GOT 'EM!!!"

the wall of brush beside us parted, thats when his snarling partner grabbed her
he savagely attacked her, slapped her and dragged her back through the pasture
it all happened so fast...i dropped the bags and was grasped by hands
i was five and a half...in a flash, that was that...i had no chance

throughout the scuffle, i struggled until fatigue set in...he had me now
thats when i looked over and saw my sis being touched with her panties down
i was pinned to a mound, then beat with a brick while i was on the ground
the taste of blood and dirt filled my mouth.......then i slowly faded out

Pt. 2: A Rock And A Hard Place

after 18 months of sleep and dreams...i woke up amid more nightmares
between a rock and a hard place???....my family and i were right there
justice is blind...so our legal system is handicapped and that is our reality
our two attackers were caught, tried...and released 'cuz of a technicality

two weeks after the verdict, sis slit her wrists...and died at age fourteen
i had to learn how to walk again...and mom did her mourning by using morphine
pops grew more mean and he drowned his sorrows in a bourbon bottle
if i am to serve a purpose tomorrow, i'll have to deter this perfect wallow

i kept my head in the books and grew stronger and smarter as i aged
i moved east...graduated from med school and eventually got engaged
finally the day came to make change...it was time to fulfill my vow
their blood was worth any consequence....their time to pay was now

Pt. 3: Dismantling The Monsters

i tracked the first one to a pub in dublin called "locklands shack"
we got to chat...had a few pabst's and knocked back shots of jack
i waited an hour until he peed...then slipped the powder in his drink
he downed it with ease, shortly thereafter, his head hurt....he couldnt think

he woke up hogtied...beneath thousands of hungry ants in a fireproof box
freedom was his if he could pick locks...and toss 10 ft. of soil and loose rocks
now that he was gone...the hunt was on for the last of the bad-men
it took a few days for contact, but at last...i would catch ken maddon

at this time in his life he was a father....and cleared his name of any dirt
but when i said father, i meant reverand...and heading the local church
he said "two wrongs dont make a right, GOD forgave me, i made ammends"
but IM not as great as HIM...so i pull my blade and begin to grate his skin
"to heal the pain within, i will take your dick, chin, lips, fingertips and limbs
i could give you the bloody details of sin...however, lets just say THE END"



...the super..........big bad crhyme sin

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"I remember this one time I thought I was wrong........but I was mistaken." -Unknown




R.I.P. Jonathan "ONE MAN BAND/TERUMOTO" Nigro. Goodbye brother. God bless the dead. One love.