Sonnet Sunday's: Killers
How is it that the guilty have more rights Then all the victims they put through such plights They say the punishment should be humane Did they do the same while they were insane Allowed to choose what would be their last meal Did the tormented ones get the same deal What kind of picture did the police find Yet to these pricks we’re supposed to be kind Giving them labels like they don’t belong Trying to reason what would cause their wrong Now we’re humane having lethal infection Where the hell were the victims’ protection Each one of these bastards deserves to die Far beyond an electric chair to fry They didn’t show mercy, why should we With murder, we need a brand-new decree It was committed by their own free will One, they viciously decided to kill They expect with their lives we should defend Pucker up, sweetheart, this is to the end Never will they hurt the ones we hold dear As long as we have something they fear