The Art Of Murder
When you take away a life, With the aid of a knife, You taint your soul forever, And the bond with god you sever, The act of murder is the devils work, Ending a life prematurely, The punishment you cannot shirk, For guilt will ride with you surely, You'll never be free, Always held down, a great weight on your shoulders, And eventually you'll plea, I'm sorry, Now please let me be,
poem by Kieran J1996
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
