THE GIANT PEN ANTHOLOGY 188
HANG MAN
After I am drenched in tears_
And their malady said yes_
I am repented to arrest the day
And make the wicked a soul pay.
I am come, the hangman_
To restore the peace of the land
And abreast the weary.
With time, this will be a reality.
JUDAISKY CARES
Everyone distaste me
Calling me an undertaker
Not by will but proffession
Clothed in black and red
But i have to work for food
*©Lewis wamwanda*
Machete and axe in his hands,
By the slaughter he stands,
He gets no distractions from the scene,
Blood drops on his skin,
He listens keenly to the beats of his merciless heart,
And forward he match,
To choke the innocent souls,
And burry them deep underground wit the moles.
©amlegrande
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