Jack the Rippers Rebirth
It comes again
in the heavy London
fog, clatter of old
carriage wheels leave
haunting trail among
21st century traffic
of cars.
A cackle of laughter
for old evil born anew
once more prowling
London streets, lusting
after new blood.
Oozing temptation to
lure away young wayward
girls, to once more feel
the steel of a knifes hard
edge, a kiss of death in
the darkness.
Once more the darkness
brings new terror, for in the
night stalks the ghost of
a serial killer.
