Revenge

She lay in wait

The wounded slut

Yellowed eyes

Parched thirsty fangs

A trickle of blood seeped through her heart

She licked her wounds

Carried the grief

Her mind a whirl

Plotting agonies

For the love of a slow, torturous death

Weeks went by

And years grew old

Flowers withered

Trees bent and crooked

But the tiger in her lair sat quiet and still

Knowing, trusting, hoping

She hurried not

As she knew one day

Paths would cross again

At last the enemies stood face to face

One withered and

Other bent and low

She lashed at him

He shot her back

From sun to stars the battle raged on

He lay there wounded

Broken and clawed

No will, no hope

Nor strength of heart

He begged and cried and prayed for death

She raised her paw

She took a strike

Across this cheek

A new scar

And then she turned on her heels and walked away…

She let him live

A shattered life

A broken spirit

She let him live

She lay in peace, with the gift of life, her revenge complete.