Silence opens the door
Bulls eye on the victim becoming explore
A footsteps precise trail
Death being the suspense in preserver
The victim is fast asleep
The murderer is moving swiftly like a sheep
Suddenly without warning, the murderer’s hands are choking the victim around the neck
Seeming fatigue but with a touch of peck
The murderer quickly vanishes out the door
No fingerprints have been determined in evidence being sure
The murderer continues to run loose
But not very far like a moose
A trail is being investigated in
Police are combing the streets in search of begin
Somewhere down the line, the murderer will meet his end.