This is a little poem I wrote after seeing a photo of the last person to see my brother alive. Look at him…how could ANYONE hurt such a wonderful kid.
The Devil’s Smile.
Your voice drills a hole in my heart,
I hope I never hear it ever again,
Imagery of your life conjures up hatred I never knew existed,
For you took the life of someone I loved,
Dropped his body off at the top of a mountain for a critter’s treat,
I hope you taste my brother when you eat,
When you’re sad and all alone,
May you feel that January cold like pins and needles in your eyes,
As you lay your head to rest, You feel the rocks stabbing through your spine,
I hope you feel every pain you gave to my brother,
You murdering piece of shit,
You’ve raped my spirit,
You’ve killed a saint,
You’ve lied through your teeth,
I’m trying to bite my tongue,
But the lasso of grief has tied my feet,
Karma is my only ally,
Your maker one day you’ll meet,
In the meantime I hope this you read,
As you walk in hell at God speed.