He always seemed to be sitting alone staring
nobody approached his table
observing the people passing like a camera
probing their personal lives
noting every detail through his cold eyes
what intentions within lies?
But when he wanted to be was so charming
to gain the trust of his victim
making them feel with him they were safe
concealing his true motives
in fact he had no moral standards to meet
being a creature of deceit!
Had always been a loner since childhood
being merciless and cruel
yet he sat relaxed with his usual half-smile
his life was an unknown
seemed to be a man of means dressed smart
unnoticed he did depart!
The serial killer embarked on another mission
his victim he had selected
like a business man going on an appointment
blending in with daily routine
none realised how near a killer they had been
soon leaving his last crime scene!
What you see may not be real
but an illusion being created
by those wanting to conceal
a life chosen to be fated!
Beware Of Dark Secrets!
The Foureyed Poet.