Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

A Killer Wants Justice

Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

My aunt was old and very weak
but rich up to her ears.
She had much gold and silver, too
and therefore many fears.

One night I snuck up in her house,
I'd made a special key.
I was as quiet as a mouse,
and she did not hear me.

I carried a knife, an eighteen incher
and was about to thrust it down,
when Max, that awful Scottish pincher
began to bark and growl and frown.

I killed them both in expert manner,
the knife with both hands (for extra strength) .
I wasn't sure about how deep,
that's why I slid them width and length.

When all was quiet save my teeth
I dragged them down toward the cellar.
And dug one hole to put them in
and said 'good work there, feller'.

The gold and silver and the money
where heavy but I took it all.
And then I thought it might be funny
to give the cops a little call.

A handkerchief on the receiver,
I spoke with accent and quite loud
to the confused 'not-quite-believer'.
I told him what it was about.

And finally, before good bye
I couldn't help myself to yell
that he should look now for the guy.
That's why I'm sitting in a cell.

My aunt was old and very weak
and rich up to her ears.
Now you, the jury, all you seek
is truth you know no fears.

You want my life but I am young,
and I was poor, you know.
Of all the laws you look among
find one and let me go!


Comments about A Killer Wants Justice by Herbert Nehrlich

  • Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari (9/7/2005 9:48:00 PM)

    Interesting write....I had to read it till the end.(Report)Reply

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  • Linda Preston (3/28/2005 3:09:00 PM)

    interesting ending - what works with this poem is - it kept me going to the end wanting to know why and what would happen - sign of a good story teller(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Spencer (3/24/2005 10:52:00 PM)

    Herbert one writes what one feels, I have written many a crime poem over the years because I am am interested in criminology. I liked your poem it flowed well, I love to read a poem where the pen flows to make easy reading and this one did.(Report)Reply

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  • Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson (3/8/2005 12:17:00 AM)

    Aah, a poem to my liking. It sends chills up and down my spine, you're 10 awaits.(Report)Reply

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  • dissatified exmember (1/9/2005 12:21:00 AM)

    Did you write this from a pure fictional angle or did it realte to an actual happening? ? ?(Report)Reply

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  • Sandra Osborne (12/5/2004 5:38:00 AM)

    Excellent Metre and I loved the last stanza. It is also good to see poets write from another view. Very nice.(Report)Reply

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  • Lenchen Elf (11/10/2004 5:04:00 PM)

    Glad you submitted this one H: -)(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 10, 2004