The Judge
All those noises,
High-pitched screaming.
Judged souls of the
Unfortunate dying.
Your great knife of truth.
Your helmet of justice.
Your muscular body covered in
The blood of the murderous.
Death to those who kill.
Life for those who care.
When walking around town,
Their eyes have a fearful stare.
Protect the good.
Go slice and dice!
Those of the bad
Always pay the price!
When he's slicing
The murderers are less.
And when he's done
He leaves a mess.
All know that he kills.
Some say that he rapes
So he can hang the bad
Just like window drapes.
They say he rapes
But does he really?
For my thoughts at least
I find it quite silly.
But no matter what he does,
He's still a good guy.
Killing the evil off
And watching them die.