"They used a baseball bat with a wrapped metal barbed wire around it, hit us once in the head...let us breath for a few seconds...hit us again..our eyes socket popped out..hit us again...continue to breath and beg them to stop... hit us again...our brain pop out of our skulls, but we're still breathing and hanging on 'til our last breath, STILL whispering & half dead half alive...BOOM BOOM BOOM...blood splatter everywhere, half of the skull is gone. BOOM BOOM BOOM 50X more time and it's mashed to the ground like it's grind up in a blender. All is left is blood everywhere and a headless body lying on the ground.

Management is a monster who ANNIHIALATED our heads on a scary halloween"

I see why you use the moniker "poet."