The day I met a murderer
Was when he was behind bars
Locked up for life with no parole in prison
Having murdered many innocent people.
The day I met a murderer
He froze my bones and my blood
He chilled me to my very core
His crimes no one can dismiss or ignore.
The day I met a murderer
I knew his cold heart empty
I knew in this life he never would feel love
I knew it'd be a long time before reaching heaven above.
The day I met a murderer
I saw the cold green glint to his eyes
With no queasiness or sickness
At nastily drawing all that sacred blood.
The day I met a murderer
I knew one day he'd feel sick
He'd remember his crimes and would vomit
I knew he'd one day learn his painful lesson.
The day I met a murderer
I knew justice would be served
I knew his torture he did deserve
But I knew love would exist: no longer be held reserved.
The day I met a murderer
I realized all it takes is one decision
To be held captive in brutal prison
That anyone could be locked behind bars.
The day I met a murderer
I knew I would simply never kill
I knew life takes loving experience and skill
Without nasty violence or vicious revenge.
The day I met a murderer
I prayed beneath the Holy Mary
I knew the pain and suffering waiting
I knew the devil coldly watching, plotting and anticipating.
The day I met the devil
I knew I would never return to hell
I knew I learnt my lesson well
I know a greater destiny but one I can never tell.
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