Why suicide? when can murder,
not a metaphor,
this craving human fur,
rock the world asunder;
revenge better than pity, try,
destroy who but god high,
how kill god you ask and sigh,
kill humans here and there he cry;
don’t rush, not yet, hold the rage,
build the blood lust till it is courage,
build it in work and passion wage,
ignore cat calling worthless sewage;
someday will fly high your banner,
if ready to work with any spanner.