The Killer
I’ve won all my battles
Too many wars I’ve won
No enemy still remains
Who can challenge my vengeance
Despite all that I’ve achieved
I’m still a commoner
I’ve wasted a million
But haven’t earned a dime
Killing can’t be a profession
But yet it is so for me
I take great pleasure in it
You can’t be alive to see
Every plan is executed
To perfection all alone
No other alternative
I’ve ever achieved
My winnings are unseen
My modest behavior
Just a coloured drape
Beneath I lie in wait
My justice sound to me
My witness not alive to tell
There are no compromises
No one can never tell
In silence I exist
In sound I execute
In a moment of panic
You’re dead on your feet
My job is satisfaction
A human life a mere pawn
I live no all alone
I do have a family to see
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