Death laughs
Something's coming;
can you feel it?
Another AR-15 is
bought.
A victim is what
he calls
himself.
He's been abused,
and he
has abused,
and,
he's done being
a victim.
Now's the time
to crush the
hornets,
buzzing hornets,
stinging hornets,
and he tastes
blood
in his mouth.
It's not his,
no,
it's the hornets'
blood,
of a special kind and
taste.
Their smiles
sting,
their laughs
sting,
their voices
sting,
their looks
sting.
He's ready,
his killing machine is
ready;
fully loaded,
in the dead silence of
the night, it
rattles and almost
fumes, and
its trigger twitches in
anticipation.
A new sun
rises;
bullets fly, and
dozens die.
Torn up abdomens,
blown up breasts and
heads.
Classroom floors slippery with
blood,
screams of pain and
terror;
he smiles as
blood flows out of
his mouth,
his limp body is on
the floor with
bullet holes in it.
He won.
Another trending news on
Twitter,
bombs fall in a
different part of
the world;
this killing is
justified,
this killing is legal
for some, and
illegal for
others.
Mobs of infidels
kill
in the name of
religion.
Death smiles,
death laughs
at the absurdity of
man
About this poem
This poem is about all the absurdity in this world and our reactions to it.
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Written on December 15, 2023
Submitted by syedfahadali092 on February 12, 2024
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Words | 246 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 82 |
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