Poems About: MURDER

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Another person died
Murder murder
A mother had cried
They sent her baby to the burner read more »

Some say she's bitter,
some say she's sweet.
They know her by her shimmer,
Oh how sometimes her crime can be so neat. read more »

His only crime was to live good and decent
And the day he was murdered a dream was destroyed
He stood by El Salvador's poor and downtrodden
And he lived for the people and for them he died. read more »

(If your lover is the drug, it's no wonder you're so numb.)

If the reverend takes those left alive,
Who will stay to help me die? read more »

It is not death
Without hereafter
To one in dearth
Of life and its laughter, read more »

Yielding clod lulls iron off to sleep
bloods clot the patches where they oozed
rusts crumble
fleshes slime read more »

A thousand
tremblers
rock
the villages read more »

The Perfect Murder…..,
On The Perfect Day……,
No one would find out……,
No possible way……, read more »

Streets paved with blood
From the murders and the rapes
of a lawless world read more »