the men, the beasts, so disdainful
to die they should be uncapable
of committing the crime too painful
no rest to d**h they should go
power bewilders and the tow
of the pain their victims felt
like a million fire shooting pelts
that burn ‘n weld the soul does melt
so much disgust the animal within
those feeble minds commit the sin
humans are but instictive dogs
no better, we eat the other like hogs