Snow came down hard
Harassing the roadside bar
Taking one more shot
Reminding himself, 'he was hot'
John proceeded to the lavatory
Without any worry
Mirror, he did reflect
No fear of the word 'reject'
Ventured into the night
Seeking a romantic sight
Reality stated hurtful fight
"Goodbye, my dear knight
Our relationship is dead,"
Wearing the pearls he bought, she said
Returning to the watering hole
Shivering and cold
Shocking we were told
Seductress commanded the stage
Half anyone's age
Protected inside a cage
Belting out a tune
Loving warmth came back soon
After being swooned
Patrons did say
Heating bill, owner electronically paid
When the tempting tease was done
She approached the admirer, looking for fun
As for the haunting past outside
Confirming someone had lied
And died
"Those pearls fit you right"
Stranger mentioned, eyes bright
"They are a little tight,"
Informed the songbird, preparing for a deathly fight
Confirming fan, a nut
She kicked them in the butt
Finding a cell
Lonely, I must tell
The house on the hill beckoned me
its lawn a page from Ripley’s Believe-it-or-not
One-half manicured like a five-star golf course
the other half a wasteland teeming with weeds and rot
Against my will, my feet led me up to its nearest edge
breathing in the nectar of monarchs on the wing above sludge…
The human skeleton standing in the doorway elicited my scream
his blood-stained orbs flashing a murderous gleam…
He buried me in an open-air grave
these words emblazoned on my headstone
~ Here lies my ‘White Slave’
La la la, la-la-la, laaa-la!
La la la, la-la-la, laaa-la!
SO THE KITTY SAID TO ME,
MEOW MEEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW.
SHE SAID TIME TO FEED ME,
MEOOOWWWWOOOO.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
LIKE THAT OF A BANSHEE.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
SHE CALLS OUT TO ME.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
SCRATCHING AT THE DOOR.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
SHE DEMANDS FOR MORE.
UPON THE WINDOW SILL,
MEOW MEEOW MEOW MEEOW MEEOW!
SHE SAID CHASE ME STILL,
MEOOOWWWWOOOO, WILD AND PROUD.
here kitty kitty kitty
pretty pretty princess
here kitty kitty kitty
pretty pretty princess
(kitty)
Laaaaa, la-la-laaaa, laaaa laaa!
Wooohhh-laaa, laaa-la-laaaa!
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
SCRATCHING AT THE DOOR.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
SHE DEMANDS FOR MORE.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
THE KITTY QUEEN OF NIGHT.
MEOW MEOOWWW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW,
HER VOICE A BANSHEE’S CRY.
Laaaaa, la-la-laaaa, laaaa laaa!
Wooohhh-laaa, laaa-la-laaaa!
she was worried they would go with Daddy
they liked him the best, both Beau and Addie
She poisoned husband before he went to bed.
I did not do it, this lying wife often said.
Beau and Addie were sure it was their mother.
Told the police, it could have been no other.
She is incarcerated for the rest of her life.
No visitors either, for a murderous wife.
It interferes with transmission across the motor end-plate,which is where the nerves and muscles connect,so it will result in paralysis.The venom is also cardiotoxic,which means it may have a direct effect on the heart.(putar tenu dasan ga)(oye na dasin)
Note.(fire marwana ay ya Teka lawana ay)
I am in a murderous mood.
You will have to be dealt with
And you and you and also you two.
But what did I do?
Did you mean me?
Not me right?
I did not start the fight.
I am in a murderous mood.
I am coming after you all.
I am bristly angry, and five feet tall.
But what did I do?
It was him, not me.
Not me right?
I do not fight.
I have been up since three.
I mean everyone.
Oh, wait. Are those flowers?
Planting is such fun!
And is that a pup?
And coffee in a cup?
You can live today
But your time is nearly up.
For what he weakly fought
Others eagerly sought
And one hurriedly bought,
His dreams ending in naught:
Getting away, never caught
And to him grief brought…
Of course, he can’t go to court:
If he wished drown by a seaport:
The lesson to learn: “Hold your fort…
Just like wild animals – Dangerous
Delay is as murderous…
How can this murderous barbaric soul
Be allowed to exist or condoned
A mass murderer of so many innocent lives
Absolutely no mercy should be shown
This killer of humans should not exist
What gives this evil man the right
To posses a special atonement for past wrongs
No one posssess an absolute right to life
There is no reason this scum should exist
For the slaughter of so many innocent lives
It is so immoral beyond human comprehesion
A piece of times a million and five
Like the siren’s song,
You are drawing me in
Spinning your webs of
Intoxicating tendrils that
Caress at first, holding you close,
Whispering in your ear,
“We will be together forever.”
Drunk with the ecstasy of her promises,
Enraptured by the feeling of power
Coursing through you.
But the most sinister inventions
Are often hidden behind the sweetest smile.
The soft caress becomes an ache,
Starting at your core and working its way outwards;
Where life once flowed now lurks
The pallid pulse of death,
And the spiderweb becomes a pit
Of pitch-black quicksand
Pulling you down,
Filling your mouth,
Your lungs,
Blacking out your vision,
Your consciousness,
Sinking into the fathomless oblivion
Of death’s hypnotizing embrace,
But not before you hear
That whisper in your ear
Held tight in a vise
As your blood turns to ice
“I told you we’d be together forever.”
I had biscuits and gravy and my fried potatoes
Were salty and wavy
Baked beans and midnight dreams
And a cabbage salad made with malice
And poison boysenberry pie
Murderous chef ?
10/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
I run and hide from my shadow,
The murderous wingspan of crow -
Of flight, not fight.
My curdled dendrites long since spent.
Like the greening hulk, my skin rent.
So dim - the light.
I’ve shallow breaths and molten fear’d.
My former life, like a steak seared -
With poor eyesight.
I fold my hands and bend my knees
And hope for insight - what He sees.
Spur me upright!
1/9/2019
The murderous Garden
My childhood`s garden looked wonderful
this early summer, full of flowers trees and bushes
barefoot I walked into this wonder.
Then something happened the grass grew taller, tall as me;
they blocked my view tried to
Tie up my feet and pushed me towards a thorny bush.
I tried to run that was impossible, but somehow
and slowly got out of the wilderness while stalked
by a Bengali tiger.
Mother opened a window told me it was dinner
I had to hurry up; she didn`t have all day.
Finally, I reached the door, safety, looked back
the garden stood there looking innocent, but I knew better
and never played there anymore
MURDEROUS HOLIDAY
By Roy Merritt
The havocs came out of the fog
with faces wretched and forlorn
Borne them up from hell
Borne them upon the storm
A vacation from the nether world
Satan has granted these few
To alight upon the living
To do the things they knew
To do the things they knew
To do the things they've done
To smite the good and bad
In revelatory fun
And one can hear the terror
Where these monsters feet have tread
Leaving blood where they walk
And many prone and dead
And when their victims wail and bade
The reason why
Why this compulsion they possess
Why must it be they die
The havocs will roar with laughter
A horrid sound it be
And declare to these inquiries
It merely be destiny
It was written upon tablets
From Ages ill defined
Deemed before the minutes
Even merged themselves with time
And we be just the servants
Of Satan and God as well
They be one in the same
Ruling in heaven and hell
We obey their every whim
We act on what they say
And they be the ones who grant us
This murderous holiday
This bloody holiday
The sound of the guns going off in the streets are now recognizable ...we no longer get shaken by the blood spilling of our people the number goes up daily. Why do we believe life has no meaning? when they take the life of our children it's clear they don't care about the future of this nation.
How did the guns get on the streets... the monster of crime is now out of control, police and government can't find a clue to the problem or they don't have the will because the corruption is in the system.
I hear Marley’s cry "how many more will have to suffer, how many more will have to die” in our murderous streets, the river of blood runs freely. How can the colour of our politics orange or green take the life of our people. We need to grow up wiser knowing our life is a prize worth keeping.
Rise- up my country men we can't continue to look the other way while our women and children are dying ...Rise- up ...it's time for a revolution on crime...Rise -up we need to fight back and take back our nation for the good of our children.
The Murderous Crow
Who, on Earth, would know,
If I were but a crow?
Lonely, wander humankind
With murder on my mind.
What field to swoop and hop
In among the crop,
If men of sack and straw
Silently wage their war?
What chance must I take
If the scarecrow should wake?
I am greedy for the grain
And would, foolishly, remain.
How can I survive
While man remains alive?
If I should peck their eyes
It'll be me who surely dies.
When will I ever learn
Never, no more, to return
To the killing fields of man
Who wouldst shoot because they can?
Who would ever know
If I was, but once, a crow?
Perhaps in future days
In your cabinets and displays.
©RJVHorton2016
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