The hit man took the contract without question
they had paid his required fee
just another routine precision kill easy money
an arrogance grew with success
relaxed he waited for confirmation of details
making sure he left no trails!
Calmly waited for information on his coded site
but not prepared for the reply
because the image received was his own face
felt the first glimmer of emotion
immediate action to quickly leave this location
filled with rising consternation!
Always efficient and clinical in his execution
nothing ever left to chance
directing precisely each aspect of his mission
now the situation was reversed
totally out of his depth being the hunted prey
what skullduggery was at play?
Why had a contract been placed on his head
who jested in giving it to him
errors were never made he had been warned
somebody had taken the task
telephoned his girlfriend so wanted her near
the one person he held dear!
They met in their special secret rendezvous
a cabin in a secluded region
being certain they would not be compromised
wine and a night of pleasure
took his thoughts off the impending danger
of assassination by a stranger!
Woke up unusually groggy and very nauseous
unable to move his lover
sat on the edge of the bed a gun in her hand
he recognised it as his own
she looked at him coldly aimed and fired
between the eyes he expired!
Smiling stood up and left the thrill immense
anther job done but it was fun
never getting so close to her target before
but had to settle this score
he murdered her father when she was small
swore one day the killer would fall!
Its said you can never trust even those close to you!
The Foureyed Poet.