Murder Poem by Carsten Thomsen

Murder

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He was sentenced to life
Murder, they said
In a fit of jealous rage
and blind anger
Finding wife
getting dirty
Not keeping
hoeing
to garden work

As the couple
next door
argues loudly,
I remind
myself
never to
contemplate
murder
for
MY life's
transgressions
affronts
or
injustices
but only
take lives
for
prophets or
profit

Sunday, November 25, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: murder
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Owain Glyn 10 January 2013

Spot on, only do it for religious reasons or for your government!

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