The executioner!
permit me to address you this moment , the executioner.
you remember my service in your house and the untainted labor of being your slaughter man? Even in my deviance , I kill to make you live your dirty life . I maimed to make you our hero of blood . I was at your beck and call as a slave to my very own conscience . The executioner who barely had a life prior to my unreasonable service. Did protect his own children from the blood that stains my hands.
who doesn’t know the evil men know a modicum of good but refuses to yield to doing good? Far north, you failed yourself and your respite came calling from among the people you now killed for fun. Who does that? The executioner.
consider the melancholy that lives on a ones upon a time bubbling streets because of the horror of pains you made me bring on the innocent ones. I know your children are safely saved in your cocoons while that of desolate scamper of safety . I bring you good news, oh executioner!, that your joy will end soon as the bones you’ve killed will rise like the seeds planted and watered by a farmer. Then, your strength will fail you as you’ll be too frail to kill more . Oh executioner , it’ll be your turn to curse the god of vengeance and the entire people will rejoice at your downfall . I know for a fact that your progenies will not be spared in the recompense of wickedness. It’s just a day more to completely obliterate your memory from among us. Just a day. Wait for it, oh executioner!
#solemnly
May God heal my country 🙏