The Killer Poem by Andreas Classen
The Killer
(Where the hell is Columbine?)
I got a 44 and nothing to do
I got a 44 and I don't need you!
I punish
I kill
I love
Your agony of perishing life
Great show man!
Live towards death
Live
To die
By my hand
Oh Jeezus Christ we just obey
The brutal laws of anarchy.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,insanity,violence,guns
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
If you find this shocking or repulsive you are quite right and in your right mind.
This poem takes you to the other side, makes you look through the eyes of the monster.
This poem takes you to the other side, makes you look through the eyes of the monster.
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