Published: Friday, 27 April 2012 Written by Odera Baron

Stabbing here, stabbing there,

Stabbing everyone, everywhere.

From mothers to fathers, husbands to wives,

They will use anything, especially knives.

Be it in secret, or in thin open air,

People are murdered, and no one seems to care.


Simple disagreements, so much they cause,

They make parents cry, their lives they do pause.

And the murderer cares less, no guilt he has,

He looks you in the eye, and then leaves you with scars.

In jail, the murderer's cells he is bending,

While out in the world, more lives are ending.


By Odera Baron

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