Portrait of Murder

PORTRAIT OF MURDER How can one human being Take another one’s life, Now they are dead, Seconds ago they were alive! Bludgeoned to death, With a hammer or crowbar, Body dumped in a river By a waterfall, quite far, Suffocated and Strangled With an old electric cord and Plastic bag by the roadside, Help, murder she cried, But,there was nowhere to hide! I so wish I was able to invent, Something that could prevent, These insensible crimes, These blood thirsty killers, (I think I’ve watched too many, TV thrillers). Or otherwise, Throw these inhumane monsters To animals in a zoo, The animals won’t starve, for there Are certainly more than a few! Please come quick said a frantic Voice on the nine one, one phone Wants to kill me, has already shown Me the knife, Hurry, Hurry he’s about to take my life, Then the line goes dead, Did he cut off her head………………. If someone killed my sister, wife or brother, Or perhaps my daughter son or mother, I would seek these people or person out, Without a shadow of a doubt, They would have to pay, In kind, as the Old Testament does say, And Eye for an Eye, and a Tooth for a tooth, And this I swear would be the Absolute truth! Of course if I caught him, I could let him loose, As he was a reputed killer, The crowds would have ready His noose! Murderers, Rapists, Paedophiles And the like, have a black soul, They are evil, And only create chaos and upheaval. Recently a friend’s mother Was strangled for a wristwatch, I am angry Disgusted and sad, hope I never Hear of another!