Sonnet Sunday’s: Killers

How is it that the guilty have more rights

Then all the victims they put through such plights

They say the punishment should be humane

Did they do the same while they were insane

Allowed to choose what would be their last meal

Did the tormented ones get the same deal

What kind of picture did the police find

Yet to these pricks we’re supposed to be kind

Giving them labels like they don’t belong

Trying to reason what would cause their wrong

Now we’re humane having lethal infection

Where the hell were the victims’ protection

Each one of these bastards deserves to die

Far beyond an electric chair to fry

They didn’t show mercy, why should we

With murder, we need a brand-new decree

It was committed by their own free will

One, they viciously decided to kill

They expect with their lives we should defend

Pucker up, sweetheart, this is to the end

Never will they hurt the ones we hold dear

As long as we have something they fear