excuses- a poem about a bad person

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i burnt her
because she would not love me
i mourned her
because she would not love me
if the fire was wrong
then why did god let me do it?
if the fire was wrong
then she should have loved me
i burnt them
because they laughed at me
yes i burnt them
and now i am the laughter
if the fire was wrong
why did god let me do it?
if the fire was wrong
then they should have praised me
i razed the city
because it was in my way
i tore it to pieces
because it made me feel whole
and if the killing was wrong
why did god let me do it?
if the killing was wrong
then He should have stopped me
i killed my own people
because they would not obey
i slaughtered them all
because it brightened my soul
and if the slaughter was wrong
then why did god let me do it?
if the slaughter was wrong
they should have obeyed
they slit my throat
because they were jealous
they burnt me
because i was better
if all the killing was wrong
then why did god let me do it?
it isn't my fault
because she should have loved me

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I dunno I felt like writing something horrible.