If you insult someone you might stunt
Their inclination to become what they dream to be,
And we know the world would be a horrible place
With one less writer want-to-be.

Oftentimes gardens sit and decay
Because nobody has the courage
To burn them away
So the next time you see
A garden of weeds,
Be a bit rough...

That's all that they need.

Jack the Ripper

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/immolation-of-peers/