Did You Say Phill Has a Gun Or He Has a Falcon

THIS BEGS THE QUERY AIN’T LIFE BAIT Take all the evil in your life that you have ever known Remember every excruciating moan, grown and each broken baby’s bone Think back over your life and count a million tears Alas, to equal all of that one would need to surmount ten million years they lure the little ones with candy, a lost doggie or a cat A hunger for hatred was his house and bloodlust was his welcome mat “come with me little girlie, where my whole house is a candy cane” But how was a six year old to recognize an introduction to pure panic and pitiful pain? And so she skips along and follows his route to sorrow He’s done it a thousand times and may do ten more tomorrow But that’s the ways of the wicked ones who weren’t just born to kill They hatched and desired a plan until tiny toddler’s bodies lay next to him perfectly still Perilous is the journey to destruction and desecration Where buckets of blood and broken bones are a bastard’s excitation They use candy, money, pity and promises as their bait But aren’t we lucky this could never happen in a world we deem so fu***ng great? © 2011.….free cee!~great