This is a collaboration with Stephen, thank you for writing with me. If you like reading a good thriller, check out his book Beneath the Surface.
Shadows lurk in dark alleys
Death walks a sturdy stride
No sense of guilt he carries
He feels no need to hide
Precious daughters went astray
Roaming White Chapel streets
Outcast in a city so rich
Devoid of mercy, as he seeks
Saying he wants company
Of a woman so fair
As he pulls out his knife
Into flesh he will tear
They say he’s but a ghost
Out to exact his revenge
The law does their utmost
The crimes never avenged
Flicker of Thoughts 