No warning it gave
Like lightning it fell
One foot in the grave
And soon I could tell

The strike uncommon
The sting much more so
Though I had gotten
No doubt a worse blow

The problem the male
A brother of mine
Had swung without fail
With hatred in mind

Already a grudge
Was on my wry face
For I would not budge
Without vengeance in place

I raised mine own hand
The target was clear
He would not withstand
A blow to the rear