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The Serial Killer — Poem

Walking to the left

Walking to the right

Walking to the front

Making a U-turn

Yes, I see you

The cold-blooded serial killer

At the traffic lights

At the bus stops

Even children are not spared

And pregnant women

Yes, it is you

The cold-blooded serial killer

The S-M-O-K-E-R

Note to myself No editing. The poem is written due to hatred to smokers who have stolen the clean and fresh air. I have no place to run, it is the true feeling that I want to tell every smoker out there. My life has changed.


2 Comments

  1. Mia says:

    The poem says it all. I totally agree with you. You can’t even keep your window or balcony door open in the summer when smokers keep poluting the air.Then they complain they got rights too but so do we that don’t smoke.

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