POEM: KXLLING CHICS

 POEM: KXLLER CHICS

By PoetKa


Female Kxllers, how scared are we

Can I really Kxll, hows about u, can u Kxll too

I don't know, I'd be scared

I'd be crying, in fear I maybe

I need to feel the rage and hate, 

My adrenalin boiling, 

A knife in my hands,

or a gun gifted to me

My eyes must be blood shot red

And anger must be boiling hot,

My life must be threatened

When their guns point at me


Was my life threatened, 

Was yours

Did you feel the rage, 

did you feel the heat

Tell me, I want to know your state

That state of mind

To kxll, defend your own life,

Or your child's, or loved one too

Can it be justified?

Why are you so mad,

Why do you have so much hate?

Your a fxckn psycho

Over money, land, or food?

Would you kxll?

Tell me again, would u kxll

If they took away your home, 

Made you homeless and left you dead starving for food


How's about if they dismembered your hubbies penis, or made

You titless in a senseless art of crime, honey, you got cancer

Ok, not your hubbie or your spouse, perhaps your ex- or your innocent child, or any loved one too

No, not me, fxck face lunatic bxtch!!

Get it straight! 

I'm talking the enemies of our state!


The kxllers- they have a long criminal historical record of murder tendencies and inflicted suicides.

Not me, you were fooled by the

Enemies Propaganda


I don't cut dxcks, balls, or tits, they did

I didn't steal anyones land or make

Anyone homeless, they did

I didn't pay or hire anyone

To go after them, they did

I didn't offend, they did


I learned, we need to offend

We need to become kxllers

Or they will slowly dismember us

Poison us, kxll us in a legal way, they know the loopholes, and the intrinsicate mind set.

Now you know when we dig deep into our world history


Kxll or be kxlled, which do you prefer, little Miss Prissy

You think I'm gonna save you

You got to learn how to save yourself

Dead weight, that's hard for me to swallow

Everyone's got a chore to do


Even the kxlling fields are simple and waiting for you. 

Get a shovel and dig away

For a body or two

Or a stove and a pot

So we can have some delicious mana stew!



#blackwmusk

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