Jack the Ripper

in every city
of the world
there is a
jack the ripper

he scoffs and
laughts at
those he killed

and also those
he did not kill

there is a jack
the ripper in
every city
of the world

he tears at
all our heart

from behind
the door

behind our back

leaving us
helpless
sobbing
through the night

there is a jack
the ripper
in every city

he scoffs at
our front
and our back

yet like our
shadow we
could never
pin him down

he trails us
day and night
leaving a
foreboding
menacing
darkness
in the corridors
of our mind

there is a
jack the ripper
in every city

ever ready
to jump at
you anytime
anywhere
given an
ounce of
the darkness
of night

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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