The Terrorists Bomb
by John Smith Williams
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The thing that strikes Fear
It explodes, the bomb that terrorizes,
A seconds silence, then the cries,
Of innocents, caught up in the blast,
And people look on all aghast.
Fire,smioke and rubble lall around,
Steel girders like twisted ribbon
on the grpund
A shattered building and shatterd dreams,
Mingled with the frantic screams.
People of all ages just enjoying life,
No hint of danger or of strife.
A safe haven or so we thought
A bitter lesson, cruely taught.
To what purpose this cowardly attack,
Reasons obscure, a cause it lacks,
Mayhem inflicted, on those who share,
The plight of many, in an aim to scare.
And scare it does, to a certain extent,
But it also fosters a bitter resent,
In the hearts of those who are left behind
To mourn the victims of this crime.
All cowards who instigate these mad attacks,
Must suffer justice, that is a fact,
Not vengance mad, that comes to mind,
But punishment to fit the crime..