The Hitchcock Thriller
Some love too little, some love too long,
some they answer the riddle but fail to move on
some laugh and others cry
when truest feelings have been denied
Some do the act with a show of tears,
surrendering everything showing their fears
And some without a sigh;
they just let their pride die
For some men kill the things they love,
power given from up above
Yet each man does deny.
power from heaven they devise
Some kill love when in their youth,
some kill with abuse
And some when they grow old;
in the end the scam unfolds
Some smother with the hand of greed,
turning away from the hand of need
Because of lust for gold;
the way of love had turned old
The evil use their tongue because,
of vengence to discover
It takes love where it’s cold
and evil thought it mutters
But men who kill the girl they love,
and claim a passion from heaven above
have a story to be heard;
lets not listen to one word
Some do it with a callous look
with a wisdom from the good book
Some with a bitter word;
and with some with passion never heard,
The tyrant does it with his fist,
and serial killer with his list
The weak man with a sword.
a genious that was bored
(A collaboration by Elizabeth Wesley and John H Loving III)
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