Evil Never Wins

 

Hey, I  wrote  a  poem  couple  of  months  back &  my  poem  was  published  in  Quest Magazine  Jul-Sept  issue. As  i  said  I  love  2  write  and   express  myself.  This  poem  was about a rift between  me  &  someone  in  which  at  that  point  of  time  I  guess  she  won. Not  because  she  was  right  but  because  she  was  sort  of  a  someone  and  much  older  than  me  so  it  was  my  word  against hers.I  kept  quiet  because I guess I was being rational and fighting back wasn’t  going  2  help. The  rest   stood   watch  as  well.Can’t  blame  them, you  gotta  watch  your  back  right? But  she  got  her  punishment  somehow  when  basically  she  had  a  conflict  with  someone. The  difference  was  she  was  playing  with  fire. She  cried. Can’t  say  I  felt  sorry  for  her. What  you  give  is  what  you  get  right?This  is  the  poem  that  I  wrote.

 

Mean

 

She stood there,

Staring at me,

With those killer eyes,

Little did I know,

I was to become her prey,

The next one on her list,

They say sticks will break my bones,

But words will never hurt me,

But her words knocked me hard enough,

To make me lose my balance.

Her white lies,shook me enough,

To make me topple.

But I was strong enough to get over it,

Cause I know evil never wins,

And that the tables will turn