Poetic Vengence

After the death of Jeffrey Lai, I was a little sad that I stopped receiving these letters. Now after three years, another finally arrived - this time in the form of a poem.

Once a man thought he was strong

But he didn’t know where he’ll belong

For while birthdays were widely celebrated

Anthony thought that they were overrated

For no one threw him a party or gave him a gift

He felt left out and it made him grief

Now Anthony thought as an angry man

“If I can’t celebrate my birthday, nobody can.”

So when he heard the chorus of good cheer

He took his tennis racquet and a can of chilled beer

For if they were dead, he wouldn’t need to hear them say

The two words never said to him, “Happy birthday.”

After doing some research, it seems like this poem fits the description of the serial murderer, the Birthday Surprise Killer.  This man is old school, as in, he (or she, we really don't know) was last scene twenty odd years ago. 

Written - 14th November, 2010