Author: Justus Isaiah Richardson
Did you think you'd get away with it?
Did you think I'd just forget?
You did it right in front of me!
Do you think I didn't see?
Or did you think me someone other,
Than the kid who saw you rape his mother?
Ah, in your eyes there's recognition,
Like you'd seen some apparition.
Have you guessed why I have come here?
Is that why I smell your fear?
Can you sense I'm going to kill you?
That there's nothing you can do?
As I chop you into pieces,
Your chance to live decreases.
What I plan for you is grim.
I will cut off every limb.
Then I'm gonna pluck out your eyes,
Long before your body dies.
And I will slice and dice your groin,
Make you feast on your own loins.
So, you'd best say your final prayer.
Though I really just don't care.
I plan to slowly take your life.
And cut you up with my knife.
Cause I still hear my mother's cry.
Now it's time for you to die.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Mark Spencer (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, May 6 2003, 10:29 am|
Wow! That was dark. I hope you're not writing from experience.
Rev. Mark Spencer
|Justus Isaiah Richardson (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, May 6 2003, 09:23 pm|
I read a couple of poems that got me back in touch with some old demons. I'm just trying to get them out by writing them down.
|Mark Spencer (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, May 6 2003, 09:56 pm|
Keep writing Justus.
Rev. Mark Spencer
|Leah06 (18.104.22.168) -- Tuesday, May 6 2003, 11:06 pm|
Awsome! I hope this isnt form exerience. But if it is it caused you to write an AWSOME poem!!!!!!!
|Justus Isaiah Richardson (22.214.171.124) -- Monday, May 12 2003, 12:08 pm|
Once again It's Mark and Leah who bravely go where the faint of heart fear to tread. Thanks guys. I like and respect you both, and your opinion matters to me. I've tested your mettle and found you to be solid blocks of steal in a sea of aluminum foil. In other words, you got guts, when most everyone else is running for cover.
Afraid of the boogie man or Mr. Hyde. All I have to say to that crowd is......Boo!
|nick (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, November 4 2003, 07:53 pm|
Thanks allot for this poem it helped me in school!
keep on writing...
|chloe (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, February 17 2005, 02:13 pm|
Wow havent seen a poem like that before its probably the words a killer would use in his mind but it is very satisfying to see that most people, no matter what, think alike.
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