Epilogue

Angry
Bitter
Vengeful

Anger boils and ferments
Turning bitter with regret
Vengeance is mine, Lord?

Hurt
Played
Resentful

Hurt pride, hurt feelings
Feeling played, played out
Resentment is justified, Lord

Wounded
Weary
Finished

Wounds weep blood
From a battle-weary heart
This is it; game over; it is finished, Lord