Monsters © Tony Fallon 041718
I never met an Irish monster at night on an Irish road
Even though I always cycled every night to my abode
And it was pitch dark there on a moonless winter night
When you could not afford a new battery for your light
I am sure the monsters in Ireland
With the monsters found in America
I’m talking about the monsters with no respect for lives
Who snuff out other human beings with guns and knives
Others choke their unsuspecting victims with evil hands
Then hide the bodies in the dirt or in the ocean sand
The target can be man or woman son or daughter
Buried in a mountain grave or thrown into the water
Many women kill off men but most victims are females
The average person shudders when faced with gory details
The rumors of a serial killer send chills down your spine
Are those human monsters or like evil animal swine?
They can terrify everyone for years next thing disappear
Then come back again one day and hold a town in total fear
They were mostly loners but there were no hard rules
The battle fields could be parks it also could be schools
Despite all the warning about getting into strangers cars
Many runaway girls spend their last hours in strange bars
Why does such evil lurk here for so long in the hearts of man?
We burned witches in the open and we had the secret Klan
The scene can be in the biggest city or isolated and remote
Few leave any clues but many chauvinists leave a note
They probably take some pleasure if they get a nickname
It boost their evil ego their few minutes of secret fame
Some meekly surrender and give up without force
They think they have not sinned and rarely show remorse
Many survivors look for revenge amidst their daily weeping
And they must ask why it occurred? Were the Gods sleeping?
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