Kill Them Poem by Rachel Brewer

You crawled out of the ground, vengeance on your mind,
Hoping to hurt the people, the people who left you behind.
The ground was firm, easy to grip,
Thinking of all the throats you would rip.
I wonder if you were thinking of me, and how I much I hurt you?
I wonder if you want to kill me too? I really hope that’s not true.
I hope you kill all the evil people in your life,
Even that nasty doctor and his wife.
That mead doctor who pronounced you dead,
As you laid there, nice and quiet in bed.
I can see you now, slitting his throat,
Even faking a suicide note.
So there you were, crawling from your grave,
I know that you weren’t going to behave.
But the people on your mind didn’t have a clue,
I know they didn’t even remember you.
So kill away, kill them good,
Kill them, just like you should.