Terza Rima 666

Terza Rima 666

A Poem by Murderous Alien

the people around me need an intervention

i want to invoke their fear

all i can feel is massive tension


i want them all to shed a terrified tear

i want them all to bleed

then i want it all to smear


i am doing gods great deed

i can smell their stupid stench

all their ugly souls are being cleaned and freed


i can feel my fingers clench

in my hand a heavenly machete

im starting to feel my quest quench


i can feel my hands and theyre sweaty

they all sat there and yelled

their blood spraying on my face like confetti


the glorious machete i still held

now having the chance to take my last breath

so it did and now all is quelled

© 2017 Murderous Alien


Author's Note

Murderous Alien
i dont use capital letters or correct punctuation so please dont comment on that

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Added on September 25, 2017
Last Updated on September 25, 2017
Tags: terza rima, poem, poetry, 666, murder, killer, death, suicide, blood, violence