Driving down a road
On stretch called "Dead Man's Pass"
Little did she know
Today would be her last
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Actually I am wondering why the husband never ordered a hit on his best friend also, both his best friend and his wife betrayed his trust.
Wicked or deviI can roam everywhere HeII can roam everywhere Like the pious of heaven no one knows him/her or their address though everyone lives with them or they are in us coz- the deviI changes name, address, dress up, get up.............
A vivid depiction of a heinous crime. Very poignant yet well crafted.
the title fits the lines you have written an extremely good poem, on an ordered hit, an option that never should be chosen, all the reasons are given, a life choice a soul choice, taken by all murders, those that kill themselves and those that hire killings
I wrote the poem 'Unforgiving Cold-Blooded Inhumane', inspired by the poem 'The Hit', by the poet Ray Hansell and dedicated to Ray Hansell.