Death In the Hands of Many

Kill in the eyes that see It could be designated for me Murder in the mind and heart Words were spoken, “I want you dead” No instead No speculation Total elimination Lies that were stated Truth totally cut off A journey beyond Anger on all sides Nothing to say in provide No need to hide Hate being strong I am not supposed to belong Still kill on their minds Thinking sublime All in the mind Nothing to say Anticipate No appreciate, but hate Soon will be dead Nothing in between Words of wrath just mean