Oh LORD,
The mongoose sits upon a throne.
The violent walk with a hum in their mouth.
What is the work of the vocal and vociferous soul?
Suffice to steal a loaf of bread for the paupers wife.
That is the fate of the ignominious.
But suffice to say that the bread is stale.
So who was the criminal, the bread smith or the thief?
But what about the tune that the violent hum?
Will it cause the world to sing or will the world walk away?
Such is the nature of the violent man.
A wasted life with an arrogant hand.
What does the rodent gain by hiding in the cupboard?
What does the python exhume by constricting the dead?
So this is a dirge to read to your enemy.
See his eyes widen at the tone of your voice.
But watch his feet kick when he sees he can not move.
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