Wherever did you get the gall?
I'm sorry,
Who died and made you the King,
Of Anything..

Where do these crazy ideas come from,
Your own crazy, empty head?
Or most likely, you were dilusional,
Had a delusional thought, and chose to act upon it,

In an antisocial way..such Audacity!
Well you had no right, you had no reason..
No one appointed you,
no one gave you licence,
To maim, to hurt, to kill..

Whomever shall live, and whomever, shall die,
You have no God given right to decide,
If you're not content, within your little world,
Then,by all means, get some help.
or put the gun to your own head,
You've no right!

To disrupt anyone elses world,
Did it give you a sick thrill,
In the midst of it all..
To announce to your little world,
What a big man you were with a gun,..

Pity you were the only one..
Had you been a real man,
Everyone there, that night,
Would have had one.
But, you never, gave them a chance,
did you?
Coward!