Dark Thoughts

Such dark thoughts that live
In his head, each betrayal and slight
For which he’ll never forgive
As he energizes for the next fight

Like a boxer, cheered on by those
Who bet on him to win
And jeered by others that chose
To hold him and pin him in

For fear of the tremendous wrath
Of this wrecking ball mind
Bent on clearing a devastating path
Through whatever he can find

That he defines as the other side
For which there can be no truce
Nor compromise he can abide
So, words and threats he lets loose

And the war is fought
With referees and judges unfair
And what we thought
Was there under his wild hair

Was not hope and care,
And positive works for all
But only the deep and dark despair
Of dark thoughts and their hopeless call