One Bad Deed

One Bad Deed !

Charlton was a boy indeed, 

Always clothed in denims and tweeds,

Daily he pounded along school halls, 

Most boys scattered or hugged the walls.

For Charlton was tall,strong and wide,

It was mainly the bullies who stood by his side.

Charlton was a boy indeed ! 

All the lads who were small for their size, 

That wore round specs, or detested lies, 

Became the victims of Charlton scorn. 

Victims sported bruised limbs or clothes that were torn,

Charlton was a boy indeed !

Ten years later and the school has gone,

The victims memories of Charlton linger on ,

Now one realises justice is sweet,

As a man who changes lives,he and Charlton meet,  

Time to turn Tables and exact his treat.

Charlton was a man in need ! 

Charlton knows his life is down to his victims course,

The victim relishes every second with pleasure and remorse,

He tries to Stare Charlton out and gauge his fears. 

The moment has gone,along with pleasure,

The memories have almost disappeared 

Charlton didn't need to plead !

So take heed from Charltons Action

Understand for every bad deed there is a reaction. 

The past can always rear its ugly head 

Deeds misplaced can be forgiven

But forgotten only when we are dead  

Charlton could then be freed !