Twisted Hunters Of Albino Children Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Twisted Hunters of Albino Children

Satan is amongst us
His followers disguised
As damn twisted killers
Hunting down Albino
Such innocent children
Slaughtered for folk medicine
Butchered in name of Satan
Body parts sold for thousands
Evil personified
Humans robbing their graves
For whatever is left
Of God's innocent children
For what goddam reason?

Their corpses later found
Without any hair
No skin left no breasts
All their limbs are gone
Their noses cut off
Eyes torn out of sockets
Even genitals...gone

And where is the justice?
The cops don't give a damn
Their pockets full of cash
Their hearts full of evil
Their eyes blinded by greed
They kill the protestors
Protect perpetrators

I must rest now...so tired
Hands shaking as I write
Eyes filled with such tears
Heart racing as if to stop
Evil Satan is at bay
God's Love is protecting me
I share it with Africa