Innocent demons

Slaughtered in the room below
that was how they died
children, adults, men, women
of every race
of every colour
every religion

to him they were all the same
he didnt count them as equals
he didnt think of them as human
he decided long ago everyone was a demon
all of them filthy
evil incompetent

he would drug their dogs
kill their pets
all so there is no noise
so he isnt detected
as he cut
ripped
and digested his victims

each kill he does
he gets better
his knowledge grows
he slowly becomes a pro
becomes feared
dreaded

he loves the thrill of the hunt
as his adrenaline pumps
his senses heighten
he see�s the future
barren,
clear of all these demons

after he finishes
he watches as the cops go through
and he smiles when they walk away
they always puke after seeing his art
then they slowly shake their heads
and grimace

but on his last master piece
they did something different
something wrong
they carried away a child
bloody, dismembered but alive
still breathing

he panics for the first time
and pulls out his gun
aims at the child and stands up
as he leaves the cover of his bush
the cops see
and they shoot