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I am a murderer.

Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.
I can hear him snickering.
Coming up for me, because
I am a murderer.

Death coming up for me,
With penance for my errs,
Murder jolted for sarcasm
Murder resiled by fling.

Nor hands, nor ropes or knives
For a gift of death and pain,
I’m sorry I couldn’t stop me.
Before I saw your young body dropp slowly,

I’m a murderer, murder for sarcasm.
I killed you in my womb,
A deliberate female foetus termination
I’m a murderer,
Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.

poem by Sakkthi Subramaniyam
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It is murder

When you take away a life
With the aid of a knife

It is murder

While you extinguish the living with a gun
Without being able to recreate what was born

It is murder

If you feed someone dead tablets
Later have second acrimonious regrets

It is murder

You are taking away a life
It is clinging on to survive
Need I say anymore further
It is murder

Murder sprung by a fling
With ropes or a string
Your hands only bring
Death around a necks ring

Execution by suffocation
Condemned with abomination
Deliberate foetus termination

It is murder

Make no mistake,
Be careful
Asleep or awake!
Murder is unlawful

If death occurs because of the effects of an evil curse
I will say this with my lips pursed
'What a great loss, but this is not murder!

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Knife

Slit and
Slither knife
Penetrate in phallic push
To perforate the pulse of tissues in the flesh
Slice a vein to drain the unsuspecting victim
E’er they bleed and plea
Their scream
Of death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Cruel and Unusual

Cruel and Unusual
by Ted L Glines

Is lethal injection
cruel and unusual?
Obviously painful,
therefore cruel,
but is it unusual?
No, lethal injection is
the usual death penalty
in some states.
The way that Jesus died
was cruel
but not unusual;
Romans did it all the time.
We like to view the Cross
as the choice of Jesus
to save us sinners,
but He was given no choice.
Our Cross is a Roman
symbol of life-death power;
arrogance in its darkest hour.
Even when they were pagans,
Romans had Catholic DNA
(miniscule time-warp there) .
What do we do with a man that kills
for anger or just for thrills,
how do we put his evil to rest
and avoid the cruelty test?
The man who injects the drug
or he who pulls the switch,
executioner,
is a murderer at best
paying a cost,
his soul is (maybe?) lost.
There abides a greater mandate;
(I believe it is greater)
Thou Shalt Not Kill
(murder if you like) .
How do we measure “unusual”
“cruel”
against that?

If I found a murderer, I would put him in the hands of the family of the person he had killed, and they could exact their chosen retribution on him. Yes, this is a tribal way of dealing with a murderer. Is murder a sin? I certainly would never encumber myself with the sin of murdering him, myself. Would you? Nor would I pay a public servant to be his executioner, for that would encumber me with the sin of demanding his murder (tax-paying does not let you avoid the sin) . Even an atheist must address his own self-blame for murdering... a murderer (Catch 22) .

poem by Ted L Glines
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Murderer (You Are)

It comes unexpectedly
Breaks dream...
Disrupt skin
Penetrates inside
Disrupt entrails
Body's burning
Murderer!!!
(You are) murderer
Thirst for death
Escape from the pest
Nightmare of killing
Seized inside demands blood
You move on hunt, satisfying
(Your) wildest instincts
Murderer!!!
(You are) murderer (you are)
Excitement with blood tearing of inert body
Violation of innocence for satisfying greed
It comes the end
Of perverted game
Death...

song performed by by Yattering
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Murderer

I murder in the morning

I murder late at night

l murder when the time is right

l murder my family

l murder my friends

l murder anyone who gets in my way

l kill you with a gun

l kill you with a knife

l kill you with poison

l'm a murderer

l'm going to kill you now

don't scream

don't yell

don't fight me

just sit there and

DIE

DIE! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

poem by Rebecca Succes
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Meat Is Murder

Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER
And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
It's death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER
And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is MURDER
And the turkey you festively slice
Is MURDER
Do you know how animals die ?
Kitchen aromas aren't very homely
It's not "comforting", cheery or kind
It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of MURDER
It's not "natural", "normal" or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry

song performed by by Morrissey
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Meat Is Murder

Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder
And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
Its death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder
And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is murder
And the turkey you festively slice
Is murder
Do you know how animals die ?
Kitchen aromas arent very homely
Its not comforting, cheery or kind
Its sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of murder
Its not natural, normal or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of murder
No, no, no, its murder
No, no, no, its murder
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ?

song performed by by Smiths
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When They Find The Murders Me

When you realize you've made my life hell
I'll be there
When me sorry you try to tell
I'll be there

When you realize that I don't care
I'll be there
When you finally know that life isn't fair
I'll be there

When you see I'm getting revenge
I'll be there
When you recognize its you I'll avenge
I'll be there

When you're on your death bed
I'll be there
When they discover your dead
I'll be there

When they find murdered you were
I'll be there
When they realize something bad has occurred
I'll be there

When the cops look for your killer
I'll be there
When your life turns into a thriller
I'll be there

When they find the murder's a she
I'll be there
And when they find that the murder's me
I'll be there

But catch me they can not
For I'm the murderer that can't be caught
Calm and Quiet
That’s how I stood in front of you
But now I've started a riot
Murder is what I do

poem by Twisted Strange
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Unnormally Zone

Closing eyes
Do you fill overtaking pain?
Moving medial pictures...
You're vomiting with blood...
Murderer family...Shot child... Massacred body...
...The victim of attack...maltreated woman...
During spasms
You fill going through
You shutter
"Death Gate" is inside you
It's going - you fill again...
Wonderful dark world
Unnormally zone born by human
Dark walks through streets
Terror...Death...Plague...Clearence...
Last seconds of life, falling into abyss...
Shutter - murderer family
The last glance, clean event and place - shot child
The last conscience, speed and great hit - massacred body
The last move, cut larynx - the victim of attack
The last thoughts about children
Bloody eyes, broken bones - maltreated woman...
Revenge is coming slowly
The last want to come and live - through you...
You're to help them
To be the "Gate"
Millions of spirits are to pay
attention at you
Last want to fill...
Bestial world of murder
Unimaginable zone born by demons
Bright glitter flowing the world
Pain...Insanity...Cold...Clearence...

song performed by by Yattering
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLI: Murder is Easy

some murder because of love
some murder because it's important
some murder because their nature

pity the victim for what they don't get
pity the murderer for what they should live with

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Premeditation

Oh blade you'll warm tonight!
Awash in crimson-purple flows,
Your sheen will dull with aching flesh:
Palpating anatomic mounds
Caressing, dancing, writhing round
Your metal form-
Whetted ‘gainst a lonely bone,
Then to probe the pounding, begging heart.

And all the while the prey will howl
Before they crumple; greet the mud-
A taut and unbelieving jowl
Will open out for giving blood-
A vent from down below,
Once a brutal show
Of metal in the man.

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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It's Death Again

It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'

The Reign of Death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Murder

Murder
Coming to get us
Theyre coming to get us for the way we are
Murder
See it all around us
See it all around us for the way we are
Murder
Coming to get us
Theyre coming to get us for the way we are
The way we hide
Tie me to a tree
Tie my hands above my head
Sing a song to me
Sing a song like what you said
Ohhhhh... (murder)
Ohhhhh... (murder)
Cause theyre gonna murder me
Theyre gonna drag me down
Even before I sleep
I cry murder
Come spit at us
Come and throw your weight around
Come and fight with us
Try and knock us to the ground
Cause theyre gonna murder me
Theyre gonna drag me down
Even before I sleep
I cry murder
Murder...
Oh now what can it possibly gain
Oh what could it possibly gain
Oh what could it possibly gain
And what could it possibly gain...
(Cry murder, murder, I cry murder)
Murder
Coming to get us
Theyre coming to get us for the way we are
Murder
See it all around us
See it all around us for the way we are

song performed by by Coldplay
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The Art of Death

Death by murder- death by chance
Death by secret night romance
Death by number- paint the lines
Death in color, or black and lie
Accidental- planned, prolonged
Death by always doing wrong
Death by self- a timeless art
Death by one last broken heart

poem by Jessy Liz
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Killer Compilation of Death

The foglight flickers on and off
Giving the scene a ghostly illumination
The murderer scampers across the state line
In search of a cave, he will find it this time
His crimes are unknown to the world around him
But they will know, they will know soon enough
Don’t try to look for him
The slayer is in your mind
He only comes out when the stars are aligned

The gentle folk in town are running about
A happy time, doing what they do
They fetch water from the cave by the old mine
There is a man who lives in there
He only comes out at night
The town has not always been so perfect
A mass murder several years ago
They man fled town, he went on the run
By himself with no one to come
But just last night he was seen walking
Outside the plantation mill
He has returned, and run out of people to kill
We are safe in a silent town
The killers footsteps were but sound

We awoke on a roofless bus
The man beside me had gone insane
Killed all but me
Why am I not slain?
He escaped to a jungle desert
Living with wolves in the trees
His likeliness has set him free

We danced on the sun for hours that day
A yellow frostbite covered our bodies
Three men were killed
They were burned to death
All that were killed were ministers
But that dancing means hell
Goodbye holy men of this earth
Together they sinned and together they will burn
Forever

A powerless man in a crowded station
Cries out for help
No one turns to look and see
His eyes are bleeding out slowly
They are all preoccupied with themselves

Death is the jokers magic number
Death is natures eighth wonder
Death is the place we can all be
And not be stepped on, we live mortally
Death is the knife clenched in your hand
Death is the body washed up in the sand
Death is the absence of your loved one
Death is not ever seeing the sun
Death is the loss of wife and kids
Death is three 6’s the devil bids
Death is god turning his back
Death is receiving bloodened attack
Death is the fall of stars and the moon
Death is you, prepare, it will be here soon

poem by Robbie Squires
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Murderer

(m&l - hansen)
He said get ut of here nobody wants you here
You smashed his head and the man died
And theres a murmur loud
From the appearing crowd
Searching for motives and reason why
Now take a look at yourself and youll see
What you are in the eyes of the world
You didnt want it but now hes dead
And youre on the run of the law
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
And like an animal which scaped from the cage
Theyre hunting you over their holy land
Traps waiting everywhere you fall in deep despair
Darkness and night your owly friends
One day the chase will be over for you
And youll find your own peace in the end
Some day you will find a sanctuary
Death!... but so long my friend...
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
He said get ut of here nobody wants you here
You smashed his head and the man died
And theres a murmur loud
From the appearing crowd
Searching for motives and reason why
Now take a look at yourself and youll see
What you are in the eyes of the world
You didnt want it but now hes dead
And youre on the run of the law
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again

song performed by by Helloween
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The Death Penalty Is Murder

You go to your house of worship to your God to pray
But that your Government execute people with you is okay
When you tell me that all bad people deserve to die
Are you trying to say Moses Fifth Commandment is a lie?
You tell me you live in a democracy
But it does not seem too democratic to me
All murder is wrong that you do not deny
But in the laws of your Government a life for a life does apply
And since with so called lawful executions you wholeheartedly agree
You are guilty like many of hypocrisy,
The blessings of a God I do not ask to receive
But the death penalty is murder that's what I believe
And those who believe every murderer should be made to die
Without saying so are saying Moses Fifth Commandment is a lie.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Disingenuousness

Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.

Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:

Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!

Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.

The March of Death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Death Can Come In Many Ways

Death by murder
Death by chance
Death by secert night romance
Death by number
paint the liner
Death in color or in black and white
accidental
planned
prolonged
De ath by always doin wrong
Death by slef
and timeless art
Death by one last broken heart

poem by Miranda Shaffer
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We May Remain Unchanged Immune?

in death of any unknown strangers
we may remain unchanged immune
if that death circles cycles normal

yet beware exceptional circumstances
death by torture murder disasters
even an unarmed murder of an evil

pronounced man without fair trial
may send forth ripples to rip distant
lives into shock wave repercussions

poem by Terence George Craddock
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I am a murderer.

Related quotes

It is murder

Knife

Cruel and Unusual

Murderer (You Are)

Murderer

Meat Is Murder

Meat Is Murder

When They Find The Murders Me

Unnormally Zone

Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLI: Murder is Easy

Premeditation

It's Death Again

Murder

The Art of Death

Killer Compilation of Death

Murderer

The Death Penalty Is Murder

Disingenuousness

Death Can Come In Many Ways

We May Remain Unchanged Immune?

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