The Man I Did Not Know

[Corrosion]

I met a man


I did not know.


I followed him home,


He did not know.


His back was turned,


I had my chance.


I grabbed my knife,


Sharp and straight.


When he turned,


It was too late.


I shoved the knife


Up his throat.


Down he went,


Red came out.


The deed was done,


And he was dead.


I met a man


I did not know.


Who he was,


I would not know.


But his blood


Was on my hands.


Do I feel bad?


No I don't.