WHEN HE KILLED

 When a killer has a heart but how can 
 This be,

 A young boy of a slow nature tormented 
 By all.

 Never treated right, he grew as an adult 

 Killed his mother and lover, thought they 
 Were being bad.

 Sent away and then set free, the world was
 A scary place,

 His name was carl, had no one who did love 
 Him anyway.

 A purpose for a man, born into a sad, hard 
 Life of loneliness,

 When he killed they sent him away, lost in 
 Another place.

 He wasn't meant for this world anymore, quiet 
 With many thoughts,

 When he killed he was only twelve years old, 
 He thought they were bad.

 He grew up and learned he was wrong, not 
 Supposed to kill anyone,

 Too help another child who would not become 
 Like him.

 When he killed a certain someone, he thought
 The world be a better place.
                             Keith Garrett

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