A killing no one survived
A murder took place
The police then arrived
But six hours too late
Silence was sound
Two bodies were found
Their hearts ripped out
Blood scattered around
Burnt by a fire
A situation so dire
The wood smoked black
From a ritual attack
Beyond a car, in a forest dimly lit
A tale of kidnapping and sacrifice
Corpses dragged and throats sharply slit
Evidence removed so insanely concise
The photograph, from 1933
A mystery of a cult and its abductees
Nailed crosses and screaming crows
A pagan practice chilling to the bone
On the detective’s desk, news clippings reside
Of missing children and a dangerous sect
A story sewn by the thick threads of crime
A case that was difficult to dissect
Cruel intentions
Which the devil started
For Satan to strengthen
Turning men coldhearted
True terror and a million words
All trapped inside a picture
Where immolations reoccurred
Such a haunting, eerie fixture
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Comments4
Excellent write
Thank you
Quite chilling reading this piece of work, you get clear images as you read through it, Very well written, i really enjoyed it.
Thank you very much, I appreciate it.
You are very welcome
Scary reading. Gave me the chills. There always has been and always will be evil around us. Shocking to know that. Well penned LP 2187.
Thank you so much!
You have given us a pure sense of crime in cold blood. Gripping stuff!
Thank you!
You are welcome! 🙏🏻
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