It Will Be My Pleasure

Pleasurable

The horrible beast
creating an extended havoc
that strikes an indeliable mark
in the mind of the living
Just how deadly can you be?

Forlon, you bring forth
as you extract an ocean of tears
that strip down these lovely faces.
hope get shattered
and dreams are blanked,
Hearts are broken
All because you had a hit

Neighbours frown in disbelief
at the eviction of a fish
from the ocean that encircle them
associates are dulled in shock
and family scream in torment
because of you messanger of misfortune
Are these the pleasure of your job?

I know someday
In the morrow, that is.
you'll aim your missile at me
and they'll groan over my passing

But it is good you note
how pleasurable it sounds
to exchange this world of chaotic unrest
with that of eternal rest.