Sweet meat cleaver... <br />May your sharpened blade, <br />Be swung to come down swiftly... <br />To silent false lips attached to crooked necks. <br />May you have assistence, <br />From those wishing to expedite... <br />The cleansing of this demon hex. <br /> <br />Too many lives have been poisoned, <br />From deceitful feeding. <br />Too many have died... <br />To support candlelighted greetings. <br /> <br />Kidnap these beasts from their feasting. <br />Warmongers toasting the oozing of the bleeding. <br />And not one of them in celebration feels... <br />The killing of humanity, <br />With such zest and zeal! <br /> <br />Ssssweet meat cleaver... <br />May your sharpened blade, <br />Be swung to come down swiftly... <br />To silent false lips attached to crooked necks. <br />May the coming dawn shine upon those who dance. <br />Knowing a quickened end to their pain... <br />Will stop the strutting of those wicked. <br />With the chopping up of guts, <br />And the splitting of their brains. <br /> <br />To watch as a cleansing washes away... <br />This filth that reeks into the reception of welcomed gutters. <br />And applauded by those healing everywhere encouraged... <br />Huddled together homeless on public streets. <br />As the rain removes every stenching stain! <br />With a gathering to end all division!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-meat-cleaver/
