Trying to drift into peaceful slumber
my peace is broken by memories of you
you contemptible bastards
what gave you the right to steal youths innocence,
to destroy minds of future's happiness,
to spread grief and sorrow,
and to be burdened with these visions
that disrupt lives that were supposed to be
happy and free.
How could you suffer the children so meek and mild
I should have seen it in wide eyed pleading,
in quavering voices, and fearful tremblings
all the havoc you wreaked, it's still there
it'll never be erased, I now hear their cries
in my sleep, I envision the unimaginable
the animal in you that should be destroyed
I should have smelled their fear, felt their pain then,
because it is all of our pain now.
If I knew where you were now,
I would hunt you down right where you are
and cut your hearts out and spit in your faces
you deserve slaughtering like the pigs that you are.
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