Kill poem

Kill, not,
kill,
not,
and do not set your mind,
upon such a destructive train of thought,
and do not let anger get the better of you,
and do not take up weapons,
for any little molehill as you seemingly have the want,
that you seemingly have the want to do,
that you seem so intent upon so many times,
that you cannot seem to break away from,
and that you seem to revel in,
for it is not worth the effort,
and you, I wish you had it in you,
I wish you had it in you not to,
but you, you seem to enjoy your psychopathic mind,
and I wish I could placate you from your destructive course,
but of course, you have no wish to,
and you vent your anger over,
any little thing that you come across that angers you,
and it is normal to you, but it is not normal to me,
and I have no wish for it,
and I have no wish to see you live your life so stupidly,
but unfortunately, and rather often in society,
so many people seem so keen to resort to violence,
and of their sanity I truly question it and their morality,
and I wonder what it will take,
for so many people die so needlessly,
in greater numbers, which isn’t so great a leap,
from the numbers that now so many from violence do,
yes, so many people die,
but it should not be this way,
it should not be this way,
in this educated modern society that we have today,
but unfortunately, there is so much poverty,
and it drives people out of their minds,
and how painful it is to see,
the constant stories of violence and murder,
in the newspapers, online,
on the radio, on the televisions,
and in the magazines,
oh, it is a horror,
and an abomination that occurs so frequently,
and it truly is an anathema to me,
to see so much brutality and misery.

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