Inhumanity amongst the young

Birds in a cage
No chance to fly
Tortured with fire
We know they die
Cooked to death
At the behest
Of a boy who admits
With confounded zest

Such evil intent such spitefulness
A bloating callousness
How to address
Put up on line
Torturing scum
Liquidising fish
The remorseless hum

As these babies are
Murdered torn to bits
A pure anathema
Hand harsh shits
Like this and recording
His wretched deeds
Such diabolical sadistic
Leads

One to imagine where he will be
With more hours of practice
Severity.
Vituperative thinking
A madness hereFull of spite
Producing fear
Remorseless ruthless
Devilish sod
Who believes he is somebody
Under God