Ghazal: Revenge

Revenge!
I don’t care
How it’s served.

Revenge!
Slow, swift
Or sweet.

Revenge!
Common dish,
Excruciating wish

Revenge!
Delebrate
Death opener.

Revenge!
Broken ice
Eye for an eye

Revenge!
Is a world
Full of blind people.

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