School Side Massacre

by Ian Robert   Oct 31, 2004


Penetrate the skin,
Grind it to the bone,
Screams of hatred flow through the halls.

Insanity is gods way of telling me what to do,
Razor sharp torture tools bloodily chop through,
Victims meet my blade.

Eyes torn from within,
Bloody tears run down your face,
Sicking to some is pleasure to the rest.

My need to kill,
Feed upon the organs and flesh,
Rip apart the humans breast.

An entire race must suffer,
For the acts of god's son,
Misled a world of hatred.

Bred the children to believe,
Heaven is a gate,
Waiting for the angels to come and meet.

Bloody stains and fresh new splatter,
Coat the walls with pain and laughter,
Hatred is a sinners father.

I've seen them brutally murder their child,
A newly born girl,
Not yet ready for this world.

Jammed the plastic down its throat,
Killing this human,
Before it had a chance.

Passion of potential ruined by my hatred,
Scythe strong massacre,
Killing everyone.

Bombs inside the schools,
The teachers unprepared,
Ripped limbs of torn children
Shall litter the playground this year.

Ian Robert Potapoff

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  • 20 years ago

    by Ian Robert

    Please Comment on this peice of anti-children hated... :)