My ***

I stood their and stared
At the man, so scared
I gripped him tight
Without much fight

His face went red
Displaying certain dread
And his eyes bulged ,
Boiled and begged.
But the grip stayed firm
Silencing his squirm

The body fell limp
curled up like a shrimp
As I walked away
After this horrific display
Thinking as the door slammed
Of how much I am dammed