Mad Professor

Rage fills inside him, hurting more
He hopes with his heart tearing
Wishing forgiveness would open the door
Not this time
No! Mad professor
Breaking the rules was your crime
Unacceptable!
Families ruined, fires blazed
For their own good you say,
"No sir, their smiles filled with haste"
Their lives not as precious as yours? "A waste"
Tell how you feel
Hurting those for me to heal
As thy child thou do not deceive
Be gone, be gone rubbish, you believe
"Alright, I'll tell, easier in hell"
Dead professor, it is your soul you sell