Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Israel Keyes

Serial killer, Israel Keyes,

Your final killing was your own.

A razor blade allowed you ease

To early leave the death row zone.

Before you left this world, you wrote

Of your contempt for this world, and

Spewed forth in your suicide note

The vile your kind does understand.

An ode to murder you did pen,

No rhyme nor reason for such hate.

May heaven not have you, amen.

May eternal hell be your fate.

With your murder, your murders cease.

Israel Keyes, never rest in peace.