Give me Hell on Earth
With those who wish to kill
And I'll come back for more.
Wipe the blood and broken glass
From my shield and baton
And I'll go in again.
Show me the bodies
I'm required to search
And I'll say 'Where's the next? '
Present me with victims,
Lives shattered beyond repair
I'll show them silver linings.
Touch my lips
With yours, exquisite
And I'll dissolve
In an ocean of ecstacy.
Esra Sloblock
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spectrum-4/
