Don't be walking in the dark even in the park you will be torn apart and shredded! he is like a land shark he always hits his mark his blade is so sharp beheaded! he has a beating heart but no mercy will embark fast as a dart regretted even though he is smart death is his art terror from the start he's dreaded
vicious is his blade your grave is already made dues will be paid no fighting his plan is all laid death is his trade your life will soon fade deciding your blood will be sprayed your body displayed you have betrayed no hiding prepare for the raid prayers should be prayed your fate has been weighed the righting
How can they ever find my name out, when i don't even know my own name? In fact, in the oldest memories that I have of myself, I was just like this...nameless. That has to be at least 40 years ago. It is only in the last 2 years, that I have been killing though. I fought the urge for so long. One day it hit me like a ton of bricks why I am here. To punish the unrighteous ones. That means almost everyone...
Don't ask me how I know which ones to punish, because I just know. Children, for example, will never be punished and by children, I mean 18 and under. This leads to a dilemma of course...since they still want to **** me...
I get a feeling, and I know it's God telling me. I know it has to be God because I know nothing of evil. I have dedicated my life to God, and I have never so much as touched drugs or liquor. I have never even watched television. I had always tried to help people, then God told me that I wasn't helping. He told me that they weren't like me. He told me of all the evil in their hearts, and in their homes. When I get close enough to someone, I can sense their life, their intentions. God has truly blessed me...
There will probably be poetry in the story, but not quite like the introduction poem. I am trying to do two books, and i have new ideas for the other one also. Both will have poetic parts. Thanks.