Killing is not simple,
but I'm not a simple man.
Takes patients to sit still and wait,
and fulfill some well made plans.
Like just how much pealing skin from flesh,
can one man stand.
And the time it takes to bleed to death,
from cutting off ones hand.
When placed in boiling water,
will you take a while to cook.
When dropped from a tall building,
just how many people look.
Can I rip your heart out,
and sit it in your lap.
How long will you stay conscience,
and watch it pump and flap.
All these things take patients,
and are diligently planned.
Killing is not simple,
but I'm not a simple man.
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/killing-is-not-simple/
