Poem -

Serial killers

Serial killers

He has a rope around his neck
and a gun at his head 
His eyes protrude like fish eyes
and his hair short 
He who hath bacteria 
flitters about 
He who hath an edict 
Some sort of message 
That this is
the day 
He who hath a gun
A rampage in mind 
Years of
Unspoken tears
A grievance 
He who hath 
All
Of the above 
Hand on gun
And anger rage 
Sniffing 
Seeking 
 Shooting 
As he who 
Looks  for 
blood
KILLS

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Ravindra Kumar

Nature as well as appearance of the prospective view is exposed in extremely thoughtful mode. 

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Jai Masters

Could not agree more that's why we must 

determine why, why is this occurring?

Then we can end the serial killer plague.

thanks Rav! 

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