Homicide
HOMICIDE
I shot him,
Blood allover the walls,
Night ain't real,
Scavengers poking his body,
Children screaming and panting,
Am numb,speechless and arrogant.
Silence is the environment,
Dark is the light,
Dead body still and not moving,
Anybody here is the question,
Scattered this and that,
Just a humble man that i killed.
Crime is not what i did,
But why i did it is the crime,
Hear everybody no races are better,
The man was respected,
Heard he had a daughter and son,
Why shot him?am mad,
No, I am and I don't regret.
Their race ain't superior like mine,
Am a prophet of God and he is a servant,
Stay still and do what i ask,
No more mercy,you understand,
You black snakes and chimpanzees,
Kneel for me and my master,
Or i shoot another man.
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