<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413459" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Job Well Done</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quiescent now for many years.<br>I never thought to feel again.<br>The hunting instinct which now stirs.<br>An urge I must try to restrain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My conscience is reminding me.<br>I have retained my hunting skill<br>Which I could employ usefully.<br>In hunting those prepared to kill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without remorse and randomly.<br>To satisfy some twisted lust.<br>Though not the man I used to be.<br>I have decided that I must.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Identify the latest one.<br>But acting unofficially.<br>I much prefer to hunt alone.<br>No petty rules to hamper me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve studied very carefully<br> the clues the killer left behind.<br>Such killers act predictably.<br>Which makes them easier to find.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I do not have to justify<br> my actions in a court of law.<br>It is my judgement he must die.<br>Make certain that he kills no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ll leave sufficient evidence.<br>To prove his guilt beyond all doubt.<br>I have not lost my confidence.<br>That sins will always find you out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though I hide my identity.<br>It is an act of self defence.<br>It also means that I am free.<br>From any outside influence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No lawyers claiming innocence.<br>No bleeding hearts to plead his cause.<br>In truth he has no real defence.<br>I execute him for just cause.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The city can now sleep in peace.<br>The killer’s dead as he should be.<br>I think that I deserve release<br>From my self appointed duty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will return from whence I came.<br>Adopt my true identity.<br>Certain no one knows my name.<br>Ensuring my security.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413459" data-title="A Job Well Done de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="Quiescent now for many years. I never thought to feel again. The hunting instinct which now stirs. An urge I must try to restrain. My conscience is reminding me. I have retained my hunting skill Which I could employ usefully. In hunting those pre..."></div> </div> </div>

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