Iron Justice

Iron Justice

A Poem by Carol Cashes
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My very first poem! Got brave, had to try. Not very esoteric, but neither was the situation.

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Iron Justice

 

What curse was laid on my DNA

That I should be so small

Would that it was you on the floor

Lookin’ up at me so tall

 

I have simmered and I have fumed

Every day since then

Wishin’ I could change the past

And the fist fight I could win.

 

But know this  all ye fighters

That I am now prepared

The Equalizer, Smith & Wesson

And I have now been paired.

 

Bring your twisted justice

And don’t be so surprised

When me and Smith & Wesson

Make your nightmare realized.

 

I have grown in heart these years

I have grown more wise.

But if you mistake that heart for meek

You’re in for a big surprise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2017 Carol Cashes


Author's Note

Carol Cashes
Never wrote a poem outside of English class in high school. I'll get better, I promise. Can't compete with the poetry talent on this site, so consider this Poem 101.

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This piece is armed to the teeth. I like how you conveyed the message loud and clear. It's never wise to underestimate a person or situation. You never know what you might find. This reads like a warning to all crooks and anyone else looking for a fight. Nice work and an enjoyable read for sure.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Carol Cashes

6 Years Ago

Glad you like it. Beware of small women. Most of us these days have equalizers of some sort....
duff

6 Years Ago

Lol, I'll mind my manners. And I did like it.
I'm crap at stories, small fry.
Is that a gun in your pocket, big girl.
Wisdom comes from a bigger gun, and fast legs.
I liked it.


Posted 6 Years Ago


Carol Cashes

6 Years Ago

Thanks for reading. My one and only attempt at poetry...better at short stories. Thanks for reading.. read more
An old school .38 Special six shooter loaded with
hallow points and a come see me if you got a problem with me attitude. Now your talking my language.
Hard core, right to point there is passion in your words that made me a believer, right away. The
passion that is all you need. Good job keep writing, God Bless

Sheer Terror


Posted 6 Years Ago


Carol Cashes

6 Years Ago

Ha! Home cooking works the same, just not as fast. It's why I really like it - and thank you. As .. read more
TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Poetry, is the emotions, characters and experiences displayed to reach out and relate to others. Ca.. read more
Was a fun jaunt lost in the reverie...

Posted 6 Years Ago


Carol Cashes

6 Years Ago

Craaaap, a real poet reading this makes me nervous. Yeah, I'm only packing after dark these days, s.. read more
Chris

6 Years Ago

Don't be sooo hard on yourself - after all others will do THAT for free...
In the opinion of this not-very-good poet, I think it's pretty good. It makes sense, therefore causing my brain no pain, unlike many poems I see on this site. On the subject, my first and second wife (we were married and divorced twice) was/is 4'10".

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on June 13, 2017
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Carol Cashes
Carol Cashes

Biloxi, MS



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I'm very cynical, jaded, just this side of bitter and the only reason I haven't crossed that line is a good man loves me. I am extremely empathetic, but seldom sympathetic. I can be a ferociously lo.. more..

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