Various Poems

13. Violet Vendetta

In a society filled with lies and promises
My justice is something that has already been forgotten
I will never rest in peace and I'm the begotten daughter of revenge and silence
The resurrection requires amnesia
But my reincarnation is a tragedy filled with insomnia
Vengeance leaned more than the Tower of Piza
Whispered and told me that I'm the 'Violet Vendetta'.

Dressed as a hoe, disrespect me and my gun will be your foe
Stabbed old men's nutsacks, getting bags and coins as their blood splash
It's payback time, I can't put a second time to waste
Killed the naughty list in such haste
That happens if a good girl wear a dangerous face
Little miss perfect has now embarked a new phase
Bring out those pesky adulterers and their lustful cases.

Sugar daddy, raped mommy, don't you worry, I won't let justice be as long as honey
I'll avenge those pretty princesses, give the future generation poisonous maces
Or those spiky maces that has been given since the Middle Ages
Or trap men in mazes and give them a taste of their own medicine
Or torture them in chambers filled with sexists and hazing
Give the king grapes filled with Nicotine, soup with hemlock
And lock them in the dungeons of shame and toxic privilege with a hungry hawk.

Sexism in chaotic classrooms, fucked up minds is their royal heirloom
Teaching women that are far form the teachings of Moses
Forgive and forget, but death without revenge is something I could not forgive nor forget.

I'm the Violet Vendetta, my motto is to kill everyone who disrespect us
It's too late for forgiving, it's the time to give them a beating
Give them a shot of our sober feeling
H-E-A-V-E-N, that's something you can't reach if you keep on cheating
The staircase has fallen
The bottomless pit has opened
The devil is calling, you better answer or I'll bring you right to him.

Hold your horny horses and close your zippers
East to west, rape is global
Avid fans of pornography, stop because we ain't like that
Vindicate our innocence and some hearts are rotten to the core
Educate ourselves to stop counting coins and points
Never treat us as sexual satisfaction because I'll kill you with sophisticated fashion.

The Violet Vendetta is the chosen descendant of revengeful women
Died on a bed or the disguised heaven
We cleaned the mossed penalties and death sentences
Shine the plaque and contain the plague
It's not a feud between men and women
It's our revolution to stop objectifying us and making us sexual vermin
Because boys will be boys if they don't know how to treat us with respect and correct poise
We are gold bars and not copper coins.