In the bowels of the busy city
Where the frightened never show
Still hearing that sad and haunting song
Walter struck yet again some nights ago.
Cities often breed men like Walter
For it’s where the vulnerable stay
They’re poor and defenceless and easier meat
For people like Walter to steal them away.
But life’s full of irony as Walter found out
And to a sticky end he did come
For he picked on a man who was much worse than he
And his end was far from humdrum.
His end had come, he was no more
His crimes had caused such grief
But none of Walter’s victim’s friends
Felt anything but relief.
©Joe Wilson – ‘WALTER’ – a sticky end 2014
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Here is a haunting song I created using Garage Bands own instruments…added my own lyrics in to make the song (semi) complete…if you have a few spare minutes I’d love it if you could check it out 🙂 https://juniorchills.wordpress.com/2016/02/29/the-abyss/