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Poem: Tankas – “The Killer” 


Thank you to The Daily Prompt for the word prompts DiverseGenerationSurvival, and Vision.

—–

Angel babe stolen, 

Soundly beneath darkness black.

Dragging our bodies.

Through all this slime, muck outside.

I’ve no vision of life left.

——

Diverging  paths cross, 

Which way will he go with two —

Bodies, to manage,

He can’t be seen, it’s vital.

Survival, a thought in mind.

—–

Burying his sins,

His burdens in unmarked graves,

It never should have come —

To him, killing all of them.

Generations vanish.

Diversity in —

This family crossed his —

Moral; Forced to kill, 

Two more bodies in the house.

To haul out to their grave sites.

—–

No night vision, hard —

To see beneath only stars,

Survival of —

Self, most imperative of thoughts.

Looking down, corpses in blankets.

—-

He didn’t like how, 

Cultures intermarried,

Racist man, hater.

Reason enough he thinks to kill, 

Mother, Grandma, Grandpa, baby.

—-

Several generations,

Mixed ethnicities; hateful —

Man; wicked one no —

Rest; killer, murderer of —

Our friends; a demon, evil’s.

——

©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

9 thoughts on “Poem: Tankas – “The Killer” ”

  1. A novel in several stanzas. Not to mention a history of the world, as it’s been and, for aberrant, how it remains. This is, as said above, a sick soul–tellingly portrayed.

    Good, tough work, Mandi!

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