You are a great leader, doing your best.

Starve the starving and kick the skin

And bones to the gutter where

No one can see them. Where moss

Can grow from the ooze

That drips from the pipes

And floats in the air,

To let them see that you are

A good leader.

Kill everything. Be sure to always

Kill everything, and when you’re done,

Be sure to rest soundly that night and

Cover your hands in bleach and lye,

As sin doesn’t come out so easily.

Pesky stains that scream their reminders,

Thousands of ghosts hailing you as king

Murderer. Don’t forget to smile

When you no longer care.

Come back the next day and

Take the scraps, clean off the bones and burn the skin.

Take the brain, too, as it holds much information.

Clean out the skull, being careful to scrape out the sides,

And remove all signs

Of being human.

Killing, to you, is simply a means

To be anything that you want to be,

As long as that anything that you want to be

Is anything but a human being.