The Killer Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

He held the gun pressed on her forehead

say what ya want to say before you're dead

but he left her with really no choice
she couldn't speak gagged was her voice

this is one death I'll never mourn
her response was a muffled groan

I have endured you long enough
time for riddance, killing you won't be tough

say last words, your last prayer
then let my bullet speak, end of nightmare
never thought taking life would be such fun
my freedom from you would flow from the gun

then he held before her a mirror

see yer eyes see there the horror
the pathetic pleading the cowering appeal

sorry woman it's my time for the kill

the trigger clicked the man closed his eyes

no killer he was a good man in disguise

game up, he said, we made a perfect score

I'm happy it's over, will play this game no more