In its eyes, furtive, no light can be found.
Just abject cruelty and planned active violence.
What love could there be in this hateful aggression ?
No regrets of its' devious and pre-meditated lifeless face.
I feel sick to the pit of my stomach,
Realizing such people abide, and even welcome it in.
Tears sting my face now, for the suffering beheld,
By the tiny and helpless, in the wake of its' path.
How can such darkness find a place in existence ?
It brings no happy joy, only shameless tragedy.
And those committing such dastardly woeful acts,
Believe that they love, and are merciful in justice.
But is it not strange, their love is so loveless ?
I struggle now to accept they walk our Earth.
With decent, kind and peaceable, warm happy folk,
Wreaking their divisive soul-less, blood thirsty nature.
Oh how dark, savage, this abominable evil aspect,
Flooding our minds and stealing our good morale.
Making us suffer more, taking hope of light away.
Where is their remorse, taken to task at all ?
If I cannot denounce strongly enough this evil,
Then maybe, just maybe, it has already taken me,
Along with its wickedness, to places of tolerance,
Believing we should share in its' devilish lies...
My thoughts of the film, The killer Inside.
Evil acts, yet a point powerfully made...
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