Silence on all fronts,
Quiet maneuvers;
Devilish plays;
Precise thoughtful strikes,
Cutting him down at the knees;
Battles fought in the shadow
Of a deadly war,
An emotional atomic bomb detonated,
Anger and chaos left in the wake;
A tinge of revenge staining the climate,
A bit bitter on the tongue,
Poisoning the future of those around;
Tactical and smart,
Eliminating the enemy’s allies,
Leaving him vulnerable,
All while pretending to be a friend;
This is my war!
This is my vengeance!
©2015 – V. A. Coote