poems of whatever happens to be going through my mind at the time, romance, love, hate...

is protecting your children a sin if it leads to murder?

<P>He thought he could get away, </P>

<P>how wrong was he,</P>

<P>as in the dead of night,</P>

<P>he was shot in the knee.</P>

<P>i wanted it slow,</P>

<P>i wanted it painfull,</P>

<P>punishment for all that he did so shamefull.</P>

<P>others say murder is but a sin,</P>

<P>but they have never surely been,</P>

<P>at mercy of an attackers skin. </P>

<P>a sin but which is hard to bare,</P>

<P>a tale in which leaves children scared.</P>

<P>mothers quail at the thought,</P>

<P>and remember all that they were taught.</P>

<P>protect all those that they care for,</P>

<P>letting attackers be aware for what is in store.</P>

<P>if they were to  plunder someones lore. </P>

<P>as he screams and breaths his final,</P>

<P>let out a sigh of relief you passed your trial. </P>

<P>you passed your test for today,</P>

<P>untill another phycopath takes another away.</P>

<P>tarnishes there soul, and weakens the mind.</P>

<P>but that is something we hardly find.</P>

<P>in the depths of a stable member of the human kind.</P>

<P>an obselete life is one that has just been took,</P>

<P>because now if you surely look.</P>

<P>there are others around,</P>

<P>who have just newly found,</P>

<P>with you now in prison,</P>

<P>they can do as they might,</P>

<P>without any risk of you putting up a fight,</P>

<P>your protectiveness cost them dear,</P>

<P>for there are others, much worse, that they must now fear.</P>