Thou emit the noble lines the poet could write, <br />Thy resistance against the sly government, <br />And where thee laid thy rebellious fight; <br />Which given lives, weep and sob on torment, <br />An undying war from day to closing night. <br /> <br />Thou on whose bloody stream of slimy red, <br />The demur thee felt on perspire thou hadst shed <br />On a battlefield, thy hatred; heart’s frenzy, <br />Influenced of multitudes, stricken by mutiny. <br /> <br />Those demise will quenched thy thirst for blood, <br />Oh great murderer, I owe to you this decent ode. <br />2 <br />Thou intent to raise a seed of vile annihilation, <br />Of thy deeds; manslaughter or murder; <br />For beside my revenge o’er mortification, <br />Thy motives so cruel shall end no longer, <br />Thee who didst awaken my frantic passion. <br /> <br />The menace that engrave upon my very soul, <br />Within thy stern heart appear to kill or brawl, <br />For thee hast that fury or extreme anger, <br />Seem to cry or weep in façade of a stranger. <br /> <br />Let this poem be a potent remedy to thy curse; <br />Help thee by the solemn incantation of this verse. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />3 <br />Take me within the beneath of thy devilish core, <br />So I can assist thee, express thy tardy protest <br />We’ll scream thy conscience when plague is sore; <br />Heart’s sentiment, where do good desires rest, <br />This mayst open to thee the heavenly door. <br /> <br />Someday wishes to slay will fade, desires be frost, <br />Thou uncovered the right path from being lost, <br />Thee will change; from wicked thou shall be good; <br />My reverence towards thee will be forever still stood. <br /> <br />A heavy weight of hours hast changed thee and bowed, <br />A murderer like thee; loving, keen and be proud.<br /><br />Raymond Cabrera<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sentiments-of-a-murderer/
