Murderer Poem by Gregory PierreJerome

Murderer how do you feel; Murderer why do you hide
you took my mother! You vicious killer!
I will not revenge that is for God
Up the sky her soul will float wondering and wandering
Like a black greedy vulture as a flower about to blossom
You wiped her away; she was my queen
My savior, my life, why did you take her
I saw her melt like butter
in front of me, she became dust
As i cry, my heart bust
I will not revenge, i will not forget
Such lost i deeply regret
I only pray for the savage in me to not explode
One day i will definitely overload
Murderer just know that you are no match to God
Your name is Satan as it is also your weakness and judgment
You will pay, you will die, and you will dry