Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right.
Police Report, file No.12537:
This case, consists of a man, once a millionaire, who lost all of his money, due to thiefs working in the bank he placed it in. This type of case has been seen many times. But the main difference, is that this man took it straight to Bush, who refused to refund his money. So The man, high with vendetta, took the law in to his own hands. below is his journal, which tells his tale
Dear Journal,
My experiment started with a bang, and a shot
As alarms rang in the shop, with the wail of the cops
I ran, unable to stop, my feet led me to danger
Led me to an alley with a stranger, ‘Ali the strangler’
He announces his name, I don’t ask why
As I, look to the road, and see cops pass by
‘this is the last time’ I swear to myself, ‘this is my last test’
As Ali asks ‘ you new here?, you need somewhere to rest?’
I wonder and stress, what’s that concealed under his vest?
Anxiety crushes me, I stare to the wall, and mutter a ‘yes’
I wake up in a humid house, so dirty, I’m amazed
The clock ticks, every second, the same old sequence
Until it finally dies, and it’s batteries are replaced
akin to my life:
I’m not a nobody…..........nobody has a meaning
My fight for justice, left my mind blank and flustered
But how can these idiots put money in a bank, and trust it?
Amazed when their money disappears, well I warned you all
Now I’ll make you realise your fears, by doing something I call
Community Service
Rob a shop, hold the clerk at gun point, for society
And kill these men, Bush has sent to spy on me
Nobody can be trusted, nobody’s in the right
So I’m taking the life, of nobody…..tonight
Nobody is everyone who believes in the regime
You believe they can make peace? It’s not how it may seem
I creep silently towards the crammed shopping mall
And shout ‘don’t try to run, or I’ll drop you all’
Load my 9mm pistol, and fire in to the heavens
A man sneaks behind me, and refers to me with reverence
‘I agree with what you’re doing, I admire your plight
You want to get back at Bush? That’s fine and alright
But remember, before you do anything drastic tonight
No matter where you go in life…two wrongs don’t make a right’
I cry at this revelation, he hit the nail on the head, it’s true
I have become equal to these monsters, yes, equal to you
Just because life has fucked you over
and you’ve been dealt a joker
Doesn’t mean, you can flip the lid
And commit, just as big a sin