Murder Poem by Natasha StubbsEnnis
Murder
This ghost haunts the street,
On this night,
A murder scene,
The knife hides in the coat she wears,
For her black ringed eyes
Do nothing but stare,
The man that lies on the paved floor,
Dead as a corpse,
Says no more.
She watches people gather,
Her work is done.
She is never found,
She lives alone,
No one knows her name,
No one’s seen her face,
She leaves not a trace.
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