Vigilante

By Retyit Watson

I am part of the people,
Yet I stand for (my) people.
By corners stand all types of evil foe,
They do not kill by weapon alone,
Rather, they weaponize all to be made a weapon,
And feed on misery and tears with sweat.
Blood for blood, my solemn cry,
Blood for blood, to repay their crimes.

My safety’s last,
My deep desire first.
I take who is to be taken,
Let me be taken as well.
Chains and fetters may bind and bond,
But acts of the brave roam, free and strong.
As I go to lay down fatal wounds,
I care not about who is to defend me first,
Or call my defiance a blatant crime.
Deed for deed, my solemn cry,
Deed for deed, to repay their crimes.

To my family I have laid all sympathies,
To their families I have laid all reasonings.
Forgive me for my minor inconveniences,
Inconveniences who for history is a dusty speck,
Compared to a larger whirlwind.
I know that I shall have my day,
But I will face it with no dismay.
Firing squads may turn on me,
Public mouths may spit and curse,
But the deed is long gone and done.
Motive and intention, my only thought,
With motive and intention, I take up law,
With fury, execution.

Retyit Watson is a freelance writer and poet. She currently resides in Plateau State, while studying Science Laboratory Technology at the University of Jos. During her free time, she writes stories, debates with a few friends and reads any book in sight.