I dont know if you heard about a monster in a Austria.
Who did terrible things to family.
My wife and I cry for children of our own.
Why should monsters get to have children?
When good people like me are sickened to the core.
Feel sorry for the children who have been through this episode.
For I lived in that monster's town, a gun I would load.
Exact a fitting sentence.
if ther was a God.
Why does he left these people live?
Evil thrives while good men lie idle.
Sick individuals
What kind of world do we live in?
When ordinary folk don't raise thier voices.
Yet voice thier concerns,
the tabloids print the 'Truth'.
This used to be a good place to live.
But evil has taken over.
What are we to do?
Sit on our butts and twiddle out thumbs.
Root out evil and make an effort to do some good.
As we all should.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem