by Elizabeth Jill

                                             You never thought you could 
                                             kill another human being. 
                                             But here you are: 
                                             smirk on your mouth 
                                             mock in your eyes 
                                             scorn spewing from your ink. 
                                             You are home-free guiltless, you figure, 
                                             because a scoff is merely an opinion, 
                                             not a gun. 
                                             But it's a loaded automatic, your sneer. 
                                             And you just murdered another soul. 
                                             You have a degree in Target Practice. 
                                             Bully for you. 


Posted on 06/28/2012
Copyright © 2022 Elizabeth Jill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by A. Paige White on 06/28/12 at 03:55 PM

Wow, Jill. This is one of those poems that make me glad I spent time with another in prayer this morning seeking God's face and His will be done in my life. Funnily enough a book about King David (a murderer) dropped into our hands recently. Yet, he was a man after God's heart. Yet another paradox when it comes to truly knowing God. There are no simplistic answers are there?

Posted by Jersey D Gibson on 06/28/12 at 11:44 PM

This is definately a refreshing slap to the face. I definately like this one!

Posted by George Hoerner on 06/29/12 at 05:39 PM

We rarely stop to think about the words we use in the heat of arguement. Sometimes they can feel like a knife running right through the heart! Really nice write lady.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/30/12 at 03:29 PM

Indeed. It is amazing to read the comments in many blogs online. I never would have imagined what goes on in some minds before the internet. Thanks, Jilly.

Posted by Elizabeth Shaw on 07/03/12 at 12:29 AM

i love the title and each verse really hits home; a lot of folks would do well to read this and number I imagine would like to quote it verbatim; nicely done!

Posted by Laura Doom on 07/07/12 at 10:40 AM

The 'weapons effect'; this fire is spreading...

Posted by Magnolia Moonpie on 07/12/12 at 12:37 AM

I really like this.

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 07/12/12 at 12:42 PM

So different from your usual sensual offerings Jill..and therefore most powerful. And knowing such murderers as you describe,I look at this poem as a double rapier thrust to the soul.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/12/12 at 10:44 PM

Excellent expression Jill. Thought provoking. I've met a few people like that over the years.

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