someone’s dead, but I am glad
they got him at last. I’m glad
for the families of his countless victims
and I’m glad, because when I was a boy
he accused me of something I didn’t do
to cover up his own shortcomings,
and he pushed me down a stairwell
and trampled on me mercilessly
because I was smaller than him.
So I joined the army and learnt
how to take care of myself, rather hoping
that one day I might bump into him
and even up the score, but I guess
I won’t have to bother now.
John H Davies
3rd May 2011
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