Sonnet: God Will Punish Them

I wish to forget all my past sadness;
My life’s chaos ushered unto my heart,
By friends and foes who wrecked my happiness;
But I am fine albeit with my new Art.

My conscience is stronger than before;
My emotions within my Poesy;
My thoughts are shrewder, logical to core;
I stand adept and firm by prophecy.

Sometimes a sense of revenge takes o’er me;
I wish to punish those who gave me woes;
But God has punished them all already,
Like the adage, ‘ As you sow, you reap.’ goes.
Almighty God, He moves the chess-pieces,
The fury of the tempest soon ceases.