Mystery

Blood is dry on arrival
Possibly been dead all week
He must repress the stomach
For the corpse started to reek
There had to be a motive
For the killer he world seek
Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed

The witnesses he gathered
Were unaware of the crime
The list of suspects was few
As he sorted through the grime
He needed to find the fiend
Possible lives ticked with time
Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed

Another victim deceased
More bodies began to drop
The killer was a braggart
Leaving tauntings for the cop
But this pride led to defeat
As he confessed in a shop
Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed

The killer was found
Executed now
His killers slept sound
No sweat on their brow
Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed

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