Killing Is So Easy Now

Walking down the hollow,
the feeling builds.
The hate welling up,
readying for the kill.

Blasting the door
out of its frame.
Ready now to kill,
must cause pain.

Father's there protecting,
preparing for a duel.
But with no wand in sight
he cant win, the fool.

A flash of light
it is done,
Theres Dad down,
Time to look for son.

There in the bedroom
is the mother and child.
She's pleading uselessly,
acting wild.

I smite her down in a stroke,
shes dead, cant help.
I step towards the little child,
The Potter's worthless whelp.

Stepping over the mother,
raising wand for spell.
Those two words will be
this infants death knell.

Killing is so easy now,
two words, one spell.
Not far from immortality,
sending souls to Hell.

Raised wand, green light,
a scream of pain.
This brat is dead,
no more gain.

Or is he?

Cant move.
Cant see.
Cant feel
Must flee.