The Butcher Of Plainfield Poem by Sophie Allyah

an ill exhumer in violation
the moon and stars are only witnesses
for the crimes in further aggravation
dead bodies mutilated to pieces
for imperfection designed as leather
improving madness to a new level
bringing the life out of the dead better
yes, this could amaze even the devil!
committing this not once but many times
insanity ruled his humanity
liberates from the sentence to his crimes
'tis salvation to his impurity
and the horror house that screaming in blaze
leaving people to wonder to his craze