Those profiled to be threats,
Are not the ones...
To bring to them ultimate regret.
Their neighbors, family and their own friends...
Premeditate daily to do them in.
'Did you get mine buttered? '
And this cycle of vindictive viciousness,
Is a part of their welcomed valued way of life.
As if predicted from an ignored and sitting script.
With a wish to rid themselves,
Of those not like them.
~I've seen this before.
You might not like this.~
And yet those who prey to choose their victims,
Are...
Their neighbors, family and their own friends,
Who premeditate daily...
To do them in.
Making for fascinating popcorn munching moments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem