Recidivist - Saving Grace

Devoid of malicious intent

Just a mindless wanderer

Pushed and pulled by criminal impulses

Pulsating

Compulsive

An endless cycle of peaks and troughs

A perpetual rise and fall of weakness and will

Is this an illness, or nothing more than a product of the human condition?

A chasing of the wind

Just pissing in the wind

Bathed in the stench of repeated offences

Enrobed with the reek of decay

A convict digging up corpses of past victims to kill again

Is this an illness, or nothing more than a product of the human condition?

A chasing of the wind

Just pissing in the wind

From blood to dust and back again

Stabbing, strangling putrefying flesh

The recidivist retracing steps erring both left and right

Yet there’s no end in sight

Deeper

Further

To the very heart of darkness

Deeper

Further

And further still