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Black Jack - A Dark Rhyme

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  • Black Jack - A Dark Rhyme

    By day Jack was an ordinary man
    Who wouldn’t say boo to a goose
    But come the dark of night
    Inner demons were let loose

    Jack was in church every day
    A Christian so devout
    But twenty women lay dead by his hands
    They’re only the ones known about

    No one could ever have known
    A Godlier man during the day
    Ladies of the night were the hunted
    They were Jack’s favourite prey

    Some women got lucky and lived
    So, of the killer they got a good sight
    Always a man smartly dressed in black
    Except for a collar of white

    What drove Jack to such deeds?
    This respected and pleasant guy
    This man everybody would turn to
    This man who could be you or I

    Something must have snapped in his head
    He forgot all the lessons he taught
    And two days after the twentieth slaying
    The serial killer was caught

    Was it a case of insanity?
    His defence tried to argue so
    As Jack preached his very last sermon
    While sitting on death row

    Jack must have been unstable
    Must have been mentally ill
    Claiming he did the things he did
    Because it was God’s will

    Jack was led from his prison cell
    Emotionless with grey complexion
    Five minutes later he breathed his last
    After receiving a lethal injection

    Maybe he just wanted the fame
    This devil from hell dressed in black
    He certainly lives on in infamy
    As the killer priest, Black Jack

    ©Gary Wayne Hill, 2020​