Monday, March 28, 2016
Punisher Comments
Rating: ★5.0
The die was cast, the river crossed
He was forever lost to that peaceful shore
Now those evil doers would pay the cost
It was not justice he sought but so much more
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8/3/2025 5:02:55 PM # 1.0.0
The metamorphosis of a man who has suffered grave losses is beautifully delineated in this poem. Life can change one beyond recognition. A fact told with depth n finesse. Loved this poem.
I must admit that I struggle with this. I realize that some certain level of maturity is supposed to be reached wherein we love and forgive and turn the other cheek but I also believe that if somebody crosses a line and tears apart your world no government or law written, religious or secular can stop a person from acting out of something higher. Love lost to evil. At that part no threat of damnation or reward of heaven would matter.