SOUL WRENCHED

Justice is my religion,
Righteousness, the pages of an open book
in which I write my poetry on honour.

Faith is my dignity,
Truth the maiden of my dreams
for the love of which I can face this world.

The opressor is my opponent,
Darkness the name of the eagle
which accompanies me in my silent quest.

I fear not even the One,
For what I have is not worth taking
what I strive for,can not be taken.

Bravey the road on which I walk,
If i meet u ,I shall greet you with grimness
Fear not because this means wou have lived after meeting me!

I am the conscience of the bereaved
Burning in the fire of revenge
Tyranny will to burn to ashes in my places of worship.

I am what you could have been ,
had you the will to love and hate in equal unbounded measures
Forgive me, for I am an assasin.

Let me embrace the world like a shadow
Let this sun set this way
To dawn tomorrow a new light .
I rest now knowing that i will start living after my death..to wake up in the new world shaped by my actions.