THE VIGILANTE
A peaceful man, calm was he with a smile so bright,
Until they took his wife then his daughter’s life.
His world was turned inside out, nothing will be the same,
His name is known within the business world, the nights are his.
A man who did have a family, now he takes the lives of them whom take,
His life is much different now, days of a regular citizen, nights of vengeance.
He now lives within himself, with the pain he inflicts upon the evil that brings pain,
He is the vigilante, a good man who had enough of bad people in a crazy world.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Painful..
Thanks for reading. A horrible pain.
On Thu, Aug 4, 2016 at 7:56 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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O Dear… I hope you are fine my dear!
They die by night, lost from the day’s sunlight.
On Thu, Aug 4, 2016 at 9:45 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Thumbs up – tripled
Thanks always
On Fri, Aug 5, 2016 at 4:24 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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