The Libertine Man

He was a well-educated man
Sent to the finest schools
But he missed any lessons there
That covered the Golden Rule

A libertine man he was said to be
Lost and unrestrained
Lived a life of debauchery
Little of his soul remained

I met him at a bar one night
He said, “Let’s get ourselves some ass.”
He made some calls and we were set
He said, "Got some ladies with class."

Three girls showed up, all lovely and young
Expensive but well worth the price
An orgy ensued he just watched from a chair
I surrendered to all possible vice

Next morning I woke in a room filled with death
Three pierced bodies face-down in a row
I looked at their flesh so young but now ceased
What futures they never would know

One girl’s eyes were open glazed with remorse
I rubbed her still head with my hand
Then touched lifeless lips that had given me pleasure
All was gone that I ever had planned

It was my DNA now in each of their mouths
That would land me someday in a prison
I called 911 and told them to come
Four dead, one man and three women