I knew that the peddlers of vice and dope
were untouchable, like a married man's wife.
I knew that the Mafia's arm was long
and it's hand held a killer's knife.

I knew the willing women they would
send to tempt and betray me.
I knew with out my own nerve,
strength and skill, they would surly
slay me.

I knew the white hate within me
for the crimelord and his gunman
So I walked alone, shadows of gallows
like I was a hung man.

Into the very heart of gangland
I walked and made a stand
the law had failed, so now I was
the holy grail. Justice will be dealt
and the beaten fist of the innocent
will be felt.

I'm just one man, but my legacy
my honor my obituary will
be that of a pride of lions.

A .38 a fistful of hate and a blond
to date. just another day, just another
lie, just another temptation, smell the air
what a good day to meet your fate.

The Avenger must stand alone
the bullets, the knives they dig
to the bone, but I won't die, I won't
shed a tear, for the shadow of
the Avenger will keep crime
in fear.

Thanks Mirror, I dunno if you really like my stuff or if you just like to support me, anyway thank you

Vigalantic write!

Thank you, really honestly thank you

Growing my children was in a hard lifed neighborhood, gangs, prostitues, drugs all around. Your heart has captured the fear and pain we were entrenched in. a stark reminder. strong words well felt.

much love