The Silent Killer Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

The hard- headed man can’t go out of evil’s fence
He tied himself into the post of transgression
And his mind was placed in the wall of destruction
Inside through the noisy nights and soundful days, hence
He worked behind the elapsing time with no sense
Clouded by darkness, wearing disguise- he enjoyed!
The ways of thinking and doing right were in void
Because his old heart was conquered by violence
And a new heart appeared, which is stepping backward
Drowned and ruled by wine, it was now in filthiness
This man don’t know what it is to be a drunkard
The evilness of sins will just give trespasses
In front of him, in the table was a mocker-
The wine; a criminal and a silent killer.