Tag Archives: revenge

Vengeance is Mine

29 Dec

“Living well is the best revenge.”
~George Herbert

Vengeance is Mine

There was a time in my life when some people that I loved
Exhibited no empathy and yelled and screamed and shoved
There was a time when co-workers that I liked and admired
Through their selfishness left me without a job and fired
There was a time when family had power over me
To influence and control what they wanted me to be
All these people hurt me deeply and one day I swore
To gain revenge on all of them, the “liar” and the “whore”
The “back-stabber,” the “coward” and the “self-absorbed small brat”
I swore revenge on all of them and tried to do combat
But vengeance can be only gained when enemy’s not there
Revenge is only achieved when your foe is not aware
Only when you turn your back and walk away from those
Who choose themselves instead of you, only when you dispose
Only when you cut them out and severe all your ties
Only when you turn a deaf ear towards all their lies
And focus solely on what you can extract from yourself
Pushing your own limits to fulfill wisdom and health
Only when you sever all connections from outside
No longer allowing others to cajole and chide
No longer allowing others to control your day
And placing greatest importance on your own words you say
Only then can one admit that they are “living well”
Because they don’t obsess, lament, torment themselves and dwell
On gaining vengeance on all those who just aren’t worth the time
Revenge is gained from trying harder, the run, the crawl, the climb
From conquering each challenge with intensity and grace
To not hide from discomfort but to seek it out and chase
Vengeance is now mine and it was found along the Way
That Warriors travel, the path that says “There’s no bad day”
The path that says “There is no hurt, there is no angst, no pain”
“There’s not a single hater who can penetrate my brain”
That, my friends, is living well and vengeance is now mine
And funny thing is even if they never know, that’s fine
All that matters is *I* know and that’s enough for me
And I could not care less if those selfish cowards don’t see

                                                        ~Miro

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Be Selfless

15 Feb

Be Selfless

I know it’s hard to just forgive
To say “Oh well, live and let live”
To do the right thing, let go and move on

I know the hurt they did to you
Feels like it cut and stabbed right through
To your heart and now you feel so withdrawn

And even though you know what’s right
You feel you just don’t have the might
To free that heavy burden from your soul

My word of advice isn’t to
Be nice or polite to those who
Steal joy and on your peace exact great toll

My only request: Be selfless
Don’t think of self and all your stress
‘Cause stress occurs just if ego resides

Hurt feelings and torment are
The evidence ego’s not far
It’s in that constant hurt that ego hides

Be selfless, think not of your pain
And more you’re selfless, more you train
The more you do not take things personal

The more you’ll see the deception
That ego has on perception
And soon from your eyes you will pull that wool

There is no way to rectify
The wrong things done that make you cry
And angry, hurt, frustrated and so sad

There’s no redemption for some deeds
And their ego rarely concedes
So be selfless or it will drive you mad

Be selfless and don’t keep score
Stop saying how they made you sore
Be selfless ‘cause it’s selfishness that makes

All the hurt and all the scorn
So be selfless and sound the horn
And witness how within spirit awakes

                                          ~Miro

They Will Hate You

19 Nov

They Will Hate You

I make no promises
Other than this one
To everyone who follows
The warrior’s long run:

They will hate you

If you choose to be honest
And stand up for what’s right
You will draw all their anger
Their selfishness and spite

They will hate you

If you won’t sacrifice
Your own integrity
Just to make them happy
This I will guarantee:

They will hate you

If you won’t fire back
With anger, loathing, hate
If you will not reflect
The scorn that they create

They will hate you

If you make them all feel
Inferior because
You refuse to act
The way a hater does

They will hate you

If you show grace, control
And aren’t as sensitive
As the one that hates
And unlike them, forgive

They will hate you

But when you have withdrawn
Your light from their dark cave
And left them all alone
To their malice, a slave

To only be surrounded
By others just as dark
And wallowing in grief
Without even a spark

When posturing and ego
No longer come in play
And they are all alone
This truth will haunt their day:

They will miss you

                      ~Miro

What Goes Around

8 Sep

What Goes Around

A couple years ago, someone
Had opportunity
To help me out but didn’t ‘cause
They were just too busy

They say that things that go around
Will some day come around
Two years later, this came true
When this person had found

Me at the exact same place
That they had been before
And there they stood where I had been
Outside of a locked door

The irony was lost on me
Until they started speaking
Talking of the screw-up that
Had led them to now seeking

Entry into this building
The same one that I tried
To get into two years ago
But no one would abide

Every reason that they gave
To be allowed access
Was the same that I had given
But to no success

They smirked and said, “Sorry, can’t help
There must be reasons why
You can’t get into today so all
We have to say is ‘Bye!’”

As I tried to point out how
The situations echoed
This person seemed to think that they
Had something to them owed

Owed for doing nothing when
I came to them for aid?
Owed because they wouldn’t help me
Get through the blockade?

That was caused by someone who
Had made a big mistake?
Owed because when they could help
Instead they chose forsake?

I calmly said, “You know the rules
You’ve followed them so well”
And walked away, and that’s when they
Proceeded then to yell

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”
This classless person said
As they stood dumbfounded while
The irony did spread

Gape-jawed, stunned, oblivious
That what had just transpired
Was what I experienced
When others had conspired

“Sorry, can’t help, there must be
Reasons why,” I said
But since I had once walked that mile
More lightly did I tread

I didn’t mock or take pot shots
I didn’t smirk and chuckle
I didn’t take enjoyment in
Twisting in the knuckle

‘Cause I remembered how ugly
All those that took their joy
In mocking me were on that day
How much it did annoy

Be sure to leave revenge out of
The lessons that you teach
Enjoyment from one’s suffering
Will just negate your speech

But at the same time, don’t back down
Have courage to say “No”
Sometimes it’s unpopular
When you help others grow

I don’t know if it’s God at work
Or serendipity
But this experience has left me
Feeling somewhat free

Of the injustice that happened
And was never addressed
Where they all had shown their worst
I chose to show my best

Where they screamed and swore and stressed
I managed to keep cool
Where I waited patiently
They acted like a fool

Just remember, sometimes it’s
Uncomfortable to walk
In another’s shoes, so when
They do, try not to mock

                                 Miro

Pop Culture Poetry: Firewalker

17 Aug

*Companion Piece to “Familiar Blue”

Firewalker

Breathe in
Breathe out
My thoughts fill with doubt

The tormented conscience
The whispering fear
Scored by the fire
I still feel its sear

Breathe in
Breathe out
Pain still burns throughout

Flashes of brothers
Of all those held dear
Burn like the river
That skinned me last year

Breathe in
Breathe out
I am now the drought

The emptiness in
This gleaming black suit
Voice and expression
Forever now mute

Breathe in
Breathe out
Was this the best route?

Was I too rash?
Or rather, was he?
That young boy no longer
Feels a part of me

Breathe in
Breathe out
These steel legs are stout

They hurt where they stab
Into severed stumps
But now when I walk
Beneath the ground thumps

Breathe in
Breathe out
This mask gives me clout

I no longer see horror
Now I see dread
They cower in worship
Through these eyes of red

Breathe in
Breathe out
These weaklings I flout

None of them could have
Survived my baptism
I now stand apart
I am my own schism

Breathe in
Breathe out
To me they’ll devout

A symbol of warning
Of intolerance
The mere mention of
My name now prevents

Breathe in
Breathe out
I burn off the sprout

The memory of him
The one who betrayed
The one who forged me
With his own blade

Breathe in
Breathe out
My hatred will tout

I’ll find him one day
I’ll never relent
I’ll never forget
His distinctive scent

Breathe in
Breathe out
I burn off the doubt

That he’s dead already
He must have survived!
Of my revenge
I won’t be deprived

Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe out