I committed murder and it bothers me everyday. <br />I killed over twenty people when I was with the CIA. <br />I was only doing my duty for my country but I still have their blood on my hands. <br />I try to go on with my life but as each day passes, it gets harder to stand. <br />The people who I killed were bad and perhaps they deserved what they got. <br />But if you're wondering if I'm happy about what I did, I am not. <br />The pain grew a little more when I took each life. <br />The agony has consumed my very soul and it even drove away my wife. <br />My marriage is ruined and my life is ruined as well. <br />I did my duty for the USA and now I live in hell.<br /><br />Randy Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cia-2/
