A soul troubled by
judgement, hate.
Mind full of sinister thoughts
pure evil.
Possessed by demons
willing to carry out
the unspeakable.
Uncontrollable rage, burning
deep inside.
As the tragic scene unfolds.
Loss of innocent lives.
The very young called
home to God.
Grief stricken parents
cry thru the night.
Asking why their angel was taken from their lives.
we must come together
contemplate, put an end to
the senseless acts of evil.
Stop the fury within.
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Author:
Jeannie (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2022 16:04
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Comments1
Expertly penned words Jeannie. It just doesn't make sense why there are evil minds in the world. But I have to fall back on my fundamental belief that good shall prevail over evil.
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