when you see the splinters of

splintering, screaming blood

and the dastardly, behemacy of the

foul hand,

you know what murder is

 

One of the commandments have

been toppled over with

the sinister eyes of death

or eradication of life

 

See how plain, disastrous

sharp stell intrudes the chest

and kisses the heart

with the extinction a pulse,

murder...killing...blood

this is the story

written by a dagger.

                                     By Kakraba Afful


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