Tell what you see, and see what you tell
Maybe you will get out of this living hell.
Smothering and rotting away in his cell
the murderer has a story to tell.
One of aggression and violence and blood
probably ending in killing some guy or woman that stood….
accidentially on the corner of the street
where the killer and his victim meet.
Now the game begins
and we all know, who, in the end, wins.
Lying in a pool of blood with a glazing stare
the victim is not throwing out anymore breaths in the air.
The soul has departed and drifted away
another murder has scarred history today.