Harold Shipman
A mental void, uncaring stance
Was it greed or was it askance?
Always those that confess
To having the answers,
Yet he fools all of them
The noose his only friend.
© Harry J Horsman 2022
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2022
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