Their was this tiny hole in this wall
That had a little light
@ the end
If you look deeper into the shallow light
You could see the
Silhouette of a
Dangerous man
Enclosed in a dark cell
Laying on a bed of nails
Growing older by the years
With a long white beard
He's contemplating his failures
In what he has done in his life
He has no remorse
To ever cry
He's already dead inside
Plagued with health issues
He can't sleep at night
He's trapped in a situation
Were he will eventually die
He's tried several times to leave
The room
They kept locking the door
He said I have been hear 40 fucking years
They say give us 40 fucking more
He knew he was never going to leave alive
So he kept knocking at the door anyways
Being an asshole he did
He was a nuisance as well
In he wore a swastika in jail
When this bad mutha fucka dies
He's going straight to hell
Helter skelter
Stayed with us to long
83 years is a life time to some
Those that has been waiting on you to die
Says the day has finally come
by hitler
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Author:
O.G. Tone (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 20th, 2017 12:35
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the notorious Charles Manson a.k.a ..Helter Skelter!
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Comments1
Unless he made his peace with God. Who knows what's in the darkest hearts? Otherwise a helter skelter downwards to the bottomless abyss, I fear.
Indeed know telling what's to come after this.
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