Birth
His cry, so innocent
His mother's laughter,he learns happiness
Child just one day old
Look into his sweet gentle eyes
That face could never harm a soul

Growing up his mother always showed him love
Taught him right from wrong
Her singing send peace to his soul
So what went wrong.we will never know

He heard the sound of screams
And he felt something
He felt power within
More screams and terror
He made images in his mind
One night he decided to give things a try

7 am news on the tv screen
A girl was murdered and skin was peeled by her knees
When asked why he did it
He said the devil made me do it