Best Murders Poems

I see the shadow on the wall,
my breath catches and hope falls.
He has found me I do despair,
The Axeman is standing there.

Hiding in the house all day,
waiting for the return of his prey.
In the pantry watching through the door,
night is all he waits for.

Silently he...

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To be alive is to dance with danger.
Both hands off the wheel,
We fly down the icy plane of existence
Trusting our belief in a Right Order of Things
To shield us from the chaos,
The chaos that waits like a hungry beast
Just off the dim edges of waking...

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In the slow, dead hours that hang attendant
Upon the birth of the dawn,
When all things pure lie safe abed,
Nested in sleep's safe oblivion,
The rituals take place, unseen, unfelt
In woods or alleys
In the dry, dusty corners of the old parts of town
In any of the legion...

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Death, the Master, wears a thousand faces.
The white smile of the skull
Lies behind the 5 O'Clock shadow
Beneath, perhaps, those laughing eyes
Looking your way across the bar.

When the shock begins to fade I turn off the news.
I turn once more to the business of living.
To ponder...

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Tragedy in Pennsylvania
      October, 2006

I watched 34 carriages 
and buggies snake toward 
three empty hand-dug graves.
		
"Our lives are shattered," is quoted
as an entire nation gazes in horror, 
and one church hosts a prayer vigil.

The iron wheels of a horse-drawn hearse
tracks...

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A woman convicted of fatally poisoning her husband with antifreeze and
trying to kill her daughter and frame her for the crime has died in prison.
Stacey Castor,48,died Saturday morning while serving 51 years to life at 
Bedford Hills Correctional Facility for Women in Westchester County,
the Onondaga...

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Violent offenders released without bail
  a senseless reform, it unfailingly fails

Victims walk alone in dark alleys at night
  then rant on the news 'bout the lack of streetlights

Movies at theatres feature a killing a minute
  Hollywood's culture of death implicated in it

Crude...

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UNAFRAID OF DETROIT HITMAN SENDING ME THREATS OVER CIRO GARGANO ARSON MURDERERS OF 9 NOR JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY BORN 1972 HIRED TO OBSTRUCT OF JUSTICE IN ARSON MURDER OF 9 CIRO GARGANO AND HIS BUSINESS PARTNER FIRE MAN GENE KALINOWSKI COVERED UP PAY OFF...

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Murder of the innocent............. 


One door opens, another door shuts, 
Drugs, knives, coppers, over dressed sluts. 
Colours worn, weapons in hand, 
Children dying in a blood tainted land. 

No more hatred, no weapons to yield, 
No more coffins in a mud sodden field. 
Hatred now...

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UNAFRRAID OF THREATS FROM HITMEN FROM DETROIT NOR JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY OBSTRUCTING JUSTICE IN ARSON MURDERS OF 9 HELPLESS PERSONS BY THE GARGANO CRIME FAMILY HIS PARTNER FIREMAN GENE KALINOWSKI BACK OFF STOP BURNING PEOPLE ALIVE...

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Lake county music company filled with 
slots carney folk real carny folk the little 
pete's illegal gambling road show throughout 
the  Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter 
Balistreiri the mad bomber stops Metropolis Karnak 
Danville Indiana storefronts rented videos games 
cigarette coke cola...

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Kill kill kill
you that loves to 
breath
but blocked 
your brother's 
nostril
Kill kill kill
you thats afraid 
of death
but forced your 
brother
to embrace the 
horrors of it 
calling
kill kill kill
you thats afraid 
of pain and 
torment
but forced your 
brother 
to lie where 
pain's the song
torment's the 
rythm
kill...

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Six people confessed to the murders of four.
Police detectives were consternated.
This many confessions had never happened before.
This was totally unanticipated.

Other homeless people lined the police station door.
Police said “Now, these jail cells are overrated.”
In a week the confessions numbered twenty-four.
Free room and board for all...

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I saw several plastic bags caught
upon driftwood, swaying atop the ocean.
A beer can or five lay scattered nearby
soon to be taken and kept by the tide.
I placed all trash in the bag I gripped,
holding other cans, plastics, bags for chips.
I could not fathom who would...

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I believe most Americans are appalled at the wanton gun violence in America today.

Surely the murder of young children is revolting to almost everyone and begs for some action.

But what can we DO about it? I mean REALLY - really.

Republicans want to arm themselves more,...

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