He sees a world made up of
Predator or Pray
Where the Law of the Jungle
Prevails.
~
Survival of the fittest,
Let the buyer beware
And if you don’t have a gun
Have a big stick.
~
With no remorse
He will rob and kill.
He always looks
For the easy way.
~
He laughs at the fools
Who says it is not his fault,
That he had a bad childhood,
Or inherited a bad gene.
~
He like what he does
Likes to feel
Crushing bones
And see blood splatter.
~
He will go from the
Girl he just beat and raped,
Leaving her crumpled body
In the alley as he goes to eat.
~
Doing a strong arm robbery
On the way
To pay for his meal.
Like a Lion he sees himself.
~
But the sound of sirens
Make him sulk in the darkness
Like a Jackal until he
Can hale a cab.
~
Tomorrow he will
Be at the bus station
Laid around this town too long
Time to be moving on.
~
The heat is getting too hot,
Too may people
Know him.
Too many have reported him.
~
He has to be moving along
On to the big score
So he does not have to do
His dirty deeds
In the alley.
~
He feels no guilt for in his mind for
The only crime is the crime of being caught.
And if you can’t do the time,
Don’t do the crime.
~
©
Rexx
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