Natural Attrition

I attack enemies with the violence of Hector

Approach my foe with the cunning of Lector

My weapon is beautiful like a king's scepter

Killing is graceful as a ritual connector


Stalking my prey just like a hunter

Glorious thrill-seeking cave spelunker

With one swift movement you won't suffer

There's no taking shelter in a bunker


Your death resembles a stemmed heart murmur

A tragically romantic show stopper

I look innocent like a goat herder

This is revenge not cold murder


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StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 5/24/2009 8:54:19 PM
From the attacker's point of view, this speaks for him perfectly. Sort of makes you wonder what someone like this is thinking as they "stalk" their prey.

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