trained and skilled…these private avengers


They manoeuvre in the dark

Like them deadly scavengers

Be deadly forest or beautiful park

Armed with weapons and motive to kill

Trained and skilled,

These private avengers.

As the victim sleeps

Unaware of its fate

Through the moonlight, they crawl the gates

Spreading themselves out and around the place,

Climb the walls in adept ways.

Then enter the room,

With a dancer’s grace,

Without shifting anything from its place,

They take out the swords,

The venomous blades,

Without a thought, they pierce it in you,

And take with them the lives,

Without leaving a clue.


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