Ivan Milat Is Dead
Ivan Milat is dead
There is nothing to be sad about or to dread
He killed seven backpackers in the Belanglo State Forest
Finally dying from the cancer that gave him no rest
A serial killer who showed no mercy
Leaving families grieving for lives lost you see
Probably he has the title of Australia’s worst
As when he died there is such joy - to him the cursed
Do you wonder if there is judgement waiting
In his final days thinking and anticipating
And after all is said and done
We are rid of a demon undone.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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