Despatched with a knife,
blood on the streets and tears,
tears later in mothers and fathers,
and siblings and relatives’ eyes,
stab, stab, quick, quick,
run away a coward flees, someone dies.
Despatched with a gun.
Despatched with a knife,
shot and stabbed in the cities,
and the towns where it is the scourge of modern life.
Yes, despatched with a gun.
Despatched with a knife,
people looking to make money quick.
Societies assassins with no humanity,
no humanity writ large in their eyes.