In this current world we live in, one of anti-humanity and faint hope, one of blatant falsehoods, repetitive faux news and sickening political diatribes, it’s easy to see how those with suggestive personalities fall into simple manipulation towards a tragic violent end….
“Society made me"
He always would say
All the crap he would read
All the lies he would play
He kept all his rage so deeply within
It brewed and it boiled like black bottled sin
Below the viewed surface
Just under the skin
His hate always consumed him
From end to bleak end
He allowed it to live
It flourished and thrived
He fed it twice daily
It felt so alt right
All of the others
He said looked the same
They created the problems
They gave him this pain
But all of his issues were just in his brain
He prayed to his God
Bring him peace in the night
To kill all the others
To let him carry the light
On his self righteous march
For all white mankind
He bought many guns
He learned how to fight
He saluted his brothers
The Aryan kind
The time had now come
He prepared how to die
“Kill all of the others”
Was in his dark mind
He brought his best weapon
He shot it so true
The lives that he took
Were none that he knew
A mother, an Auntie
A sister, a friend
A father, a brother
An Uncle, Amen
They were someone important
They were someone who loved
Their spirits now missing
Their curse now his bliss
He created a pain
That would never grow cold
His finger pulled a trigger
Now the Devil pulls his soul
A realization too late
That whatever his actions
His mind sealed his fate
He succumbed to the darkness
Adrift in said place
No remorse, nor respite
Just blackness that drains
Any humanity left
In his dark soul and brain….
- Jameel Haiat