Steel Bars Poem by Inner Whispers

Tried to trace this man,
studied the case and had my plan,
a soul is whispering from somewhere...
asking for help, I said, back off! ! !

But a call is a call
It searches my soul and being,
Then found myself doing it...
I must say, back off to this man!

Met him and succeded
invited me to his place, we proceeded,
as I enter his great place...
full of goons, must I back off from it?

No...!

He offered a drink as he mixed,
he went for a while to change his shirt,
so when he came back and drink his piece,
Alas! 10minutes, he went off asleep!

Traced the walls for positve passage,
and I have found where she was a savage
I hurriedly searched for the lock and there I found
hanging at the back of her lifesize portrait!

I ease to unlock by the key I got
And quickly lift her up, help her to get up
We walked pass by the sleeping monster
tried cautiously to escape away from there.

Damn, he was awake!

He advanced to kick
threw it hard so quick
too glad I managed
to kick back in a glimpse!

I reached my gun, hidden on my waistline,
Aimened vigorously, with authority
Stay where you are!
Back off! ! !

He tied her up,
used her for his cover-up,
urging needs of flesh he had...
Damn man, back off! ! !

Two years she wept for pain
asked mercy from this man but in vain,
she almost lost her mind and gave up her soul...
Spare her, back off! ! !

Caught between the crossfire
of ravaging flame of bonfire heat,
Burnt her skin like hell...
Back off! ! !

He tried to get up, moved forward,
I have to trigger the gun,
I said, 'Come on, and you'll be gone! ! '
Back off! ! !

And bullet is heard, ripping his left leg,
fell down to the floor, he cried and beg
'Daughter I love you so much, don't let her do this!
help me, tell her back off please! ! '

Bullshit!

I almost killed the man!
Yes, why not? I can do it!
But I controlled, called backups
I will never back off to this fight!

I saw her weep loudly, her life was a mess
Damn to this vulture who eats his own flesh!
He deserve a bullet on his head, don't you think?
Ruining his daughter's life, he must be thrown in hell!

Flesh to flesh, blood to blood
Is it easy to back off and just let this pass?
No way! How dare anyone would say:
Back off, Greca, stop and never look back!

No, no, no, no, no!

He must pay his crime, I swear he must die!
But I am not a killer,
nor a hunter but I would lie,
If I don't admit I wanted him to burn in hell and die!

Then I turned my back, let them get him
Turned him over, trembling with anger
He must be thrown into steel bars
let him pay what he has done, for years...

Steel bars, keep this man!