he was born on the bad side of town
where trouble knocked at every door
he committed his first crime at age 5
stole a bag of candy from a store
to his mother it was an innocent thing
but in his life it was the beginning
of a career of theft and criminality
that progressed into killing people
and becoming a notorious hitman
in the end he had 30 dead bodies
under his expansive hitman belt
ghosts that came back to haunt him
in his final horrifying hell-bound days
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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