“‘Doctor Death’ is my name.

Hatred flows
through my every vein.”
Doctor Death was insane,

Killing people night and day.

Hitler had many men,

Writing Death notes with a pen.

Paint, shows the colours of life,

Power is obsessive

Don’t let it....

Heroes aren’t saviours,

They are villains with good deeds.

Tiles hold the patterns of ways

Brown stones, blue stones, even clay

A red tick, tocking aloud

A sparrow’s nest, safe and sound.

Rotting corpses being killed for their faith,

Killed black & white, Catholic or Jew

Green or Yellow, no more left for you.