The Vigilante- Poem by Rebecca Wood
You guessed it! This poem was inspired by the movie, Boondock Saints. Two Irish brothers putting fear into those who put fear into us. It is safe to say that it is my favorite movie. The Boondock Saints is more than a movie to me, it is a hope that there are people out there brave enough to make a difference. No, I'm not saying that killing everyone is the best solution, but neither is sitting around waiting to be the next victim. I have always felt great anger towards those who do wrong. I'm not talking about drinking underaged or breaking a few minor traffic codes. I'm talking about the wrong doings that impact other peoples' lives. There are a lot of unjust court hearings that let unlawful people back on the streets. I say there is something wrong with that. This is just another erie poem.
I met a man with a halo and a gun
He felt it was wrong to kill, but it had to be done
This man did not work for a gang or the mob
This man went to church, this was a man of God
He said he found a new way of facing his fears
Getting rid of his fears would bring fewer tears
This was a selfless man, he didn't do this for himself
He risks his life to save whoever else
He said "they will pay for their sins, as I will mine
But until then, I must draw a line
A line between the sinners and the saints
And may no saint's heart ever grow faint"
I woke to the light of the early morning sun
Was it all a dream, this man with a halo and a gun?
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