Single Crime

To get away with a crime,
one that would help my mind relax,
simply would be sublime.
The crime I would commit is genocide.
The true definition is not specific,
the death of many would bring me peace.
Not innocent but those who deserve agony.
Them suffering from my hand would set me free.
To get away clean not a drop on my clothing,
All of the people I love unknowing,
A delicious sweet from all the pain,
From their necks their blood will drain.
Not a population of race,
or those who hide behind a religious face,
Only an unfortunate group,
that decided to get in my way.