• I had a dream,
    A dream of murders,
    An image of me and you.
    I felt the grip of the sword,
    Blood running down the blade.

    I saw the fear in your eyes
    As the blade sank in.
    I imagined you, lying in the coffin
    Turning white silk red.

    It was a year,
    A decade to my mind,
    But now
    Revenge will be mine.

    I stepped back.
    And I watched the man,
    Who killed my friend,
    Killed my happiness,
    Killed me of any pity.

    It took him a minute to die