Victim Service - Baptists

There’s people in this fucked up town

In need of something pruned

The prominence of harboured waste

An absence of refute

There’s reason

To lynch

Deservers

Of fists

A cost effective way to jail

A rapist is to snip

And force upon him the same thing

He used at his own will

And when I think of him

Above her battered self

My modes of coping melt

And turn to fists from hell

I would hurt him

I would end his fucking life