To judge a stranger

He
Is a
Serial
Killer. I know
Because all who go
In never come out whole
They miss a limb or an eye
Or a smile, frown and their esteem.
Here, everyone who does not greet
The elders is able
To kill a man, see how
The elders stare,
Stabbing him a
Hundred times, yes
We are
Bitter
Here.

LARDO