A Killer in the Shadows

by Song   May 23, 2007


A killer in the shadows,
a killer in the night,
a killer in the darkness,
a ruler of death and fright.

People run around him,
people scream in fear,
people go a dashin',
never seeing him a'near.

A child cries for mommy,
a child screams for them,
a child shrieks for parents,
a brief hope to condemn,

A killer waits and watches,
a killer smiles at death,
a killer hopes of suffering,
he beams at their last breath.

A cloud of debry and ashes,
a cloud of grey and red,
a cloud of demonic pleasure,
that killer is not dead.

A people go a rushin'
a people go about,
a people gasp in horror,
they look 'round in doubt.

Bodies heap among them,
bodies smell and burn,
bodies blaze with fire,
wishing for return,

Days go by and nothing changed,
days pass on and hope began to fade,
the day arises and he was captured,
in hope his story was made,

The man sits awaiting,
the man ready for his doom,
the man hopes for freedom,
a shimmer in the gloom.

He sat in court forever,
he sat defending for his place,
he sat on that hard stool,
because description matched his face.

A people wait a verdict,
a people wait for just,
a people wait a jury,
they brighten though in disgust.

Family of the victims,
family of the meek,
family smile as truth is brought,
although they do not speak.

A man lies in solitude
an evil lurks about him,
a light brightens his demeanor,
though his fate is looking grim.

The being pleads his innocence,
the being might make no sound,
the beings finds him guilty,
to death he is abound,

A soul is a'watchin'
a soul cries for love,
a soul is a'diein',
as he was unheard of.

His heart is a'stopin'
his eyes gleam with will
his lungs begin to struggle,
and then all was still.

Family of the killer,
family cried as 't began,
family of his conflict,
the family of that man.

An angel flies above them,
an angel bows his head,
an angle left his body,
knowing innocent it dead,

A killer lurks in shadows,
a killer grins in thought,
a killer smiles in victory,
knowing an innocent was caught.

Please think about this poem and what it means. As human we have many faults, but try not to let those faults cost lives.

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