anonymous05

"The Butcher"

There's blood on the sheets
I see police in the streets
A family has been murdered
Butchered like grocery meat
The neighbors in shock
Because they were elite
Little did they know
Their business was deceit

As the detective walks in
He looks down the hall
He can hear the sound
Of a bouncing baseball
It's the oldest son Peter
Inside the bathroom stall
He's singing to himself
As if nothing happened at all

The detective draws his gun
And orders Peter to come out
Peter stop's singing
And laughs out loud
The ball stop's bouncing
As Peter say's aloud
I'm sorry detective
But betrayal is not allowed

The detective is a good man
Peter can see it
So he tell's the detective
That he has a secret
And Peter is the only one
Who know's where he keep's it
I will tell you where it is
As long as you leak it

"Sure Peter" the detective say's
"I won't take you away"
Just come out of the bathroom
I'll do whatever you say

Here is my question detective
Do you believe in ghosts?
Do you think the most brilliant minds
Are more connected than most?
You must answer correctly
There is no almost

Sure Peter
I believe in ghosts
I believe that all good boys
Are saved from hell's roast

Peter sighs
And shakes his head
He caulk's his gun
And points it to his head

You lie detective
You don't believe in ghosts
I've been crying for years
I was more valuable than most
Yet still my own family
Burnt me like toast

So as soon as this bullet
Passes through my head
My people will release
My secret's unsaid
And once that happens
There will be bloodshed

So Peter thanks God
And shoots himself in the head
Now he's in heaven
Him and his big head
And eventhough he's an angel
He still can't wait
To see everybody dead