Hunter-KillerA Poem by isiah_holmesI heard the hunters call Hunter-Killer, he has a story to tell He told his friends to stall That man's mind is tall with souls to sell I saw him herding, herding, herding Herding mindless lamb's this way I watched him dig deep inside their chests And take their lives away He's a killer, he's a killer, killer killer smiling right at you And I don't want him to say he'll use you as food And his voice deep inside my brain say's he's not the same! He's not the same! I don't know where he's from I don't care if his birth went well I don't know if he's far Breathing down your neck through a snipers lens And he's needing, needing, needing to satisfy his rage His rage his rage locked in a cage, waiting to engage And the soldiers that march with him fear his dim eyes! The night is long Broken letters, pictures burned in the page He's going to find them all Corner them scared screaming he don't care And every feeling, feeling, feeling is void from his teeth Fangs sharp with frightened fear And those who run from hunters smile say He must die!
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Added on May 14, 2014 Last Updated on May 14, 2014 Author
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