no need to explain

 

so foolish words and actions will run deep

enough to make a stolid watcher cry

in honest pain at the uncaring sky

while to their lairs the hungry roaches creep

leaving behind mere messes in a heap

to irritate the nose and scar the eye

of any dumb enough to pass right by

this haunts the mind even when fast asleep

no one who knows the facts dares to insist

that you remain unmoved by the desire

expressed within the heart before each death

as the proud victim falls beneath the fist

to seem more worthy of the butcher’s hire

than those that simply feared to lose their breath

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