Though he died in childbirth,
he grew into a vicious young boy
who beheaded cats and birds,
smashed the skulls of puppies.

Though killed in a car-crash at 12,
he was a sadistic adolescent,
bludgeoned his girl friend to death
in a back alley,
poisoned his mother,
knifed his father.

Though murdered in his sleep at 21,
as a man, the blood of many
splashed through his cruel hands,
as he lured the lonely, the weak,
back to his apartment,
where he butchered their bodies,
ate their hearts.