The Serial Killers 

- dark poems to chill the heart

You Know My Name

I am of people like Charles Manson, Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, and the like
But they were careless and dumb enough to get caught, but no not me
They were messy and didn't pick the right time to strike
I was trained in anatomy so my murders were very precise, see.

I was never messy or uncertain in what I did
The others were stupid because they got caught
I watch all this from my perch in hell, because this is where I was destined to go because of what I did
Ladies of the night were my prey, women no one would miss and for any price they could be bought.

I feel most of the others murdered on a whim,and not carefully thought out
I was very sure in what I did, the police they just made me laugh
My victims never suspected me because they didn't know what I was all about
If I could have taught the others, I would have taught them well and made them part of my staff.

I kept a few souvenirs as a reminder of what I had done
They were to remind me of my acts, as I congratulated myself of my precise work
I only took five lives but boy did I have fun
So ladies of White Chapel, beware of the darkness where I would lurk.

If I were still alive I would have shown the others a thing or two
My name remains immortal showing I was the master, everyone knows or has heard my name
To be precise, not to get caught, me making mistakes they were very few
You know my name, Jack the Ripper, one in the same.

 

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