Who are these people
Who are these people?
Those that are born American,
those that went to the same schools as you and me,
those that received the same basic education as you and me,
those that have the same basic choices as you and me.
Where do these people come from?
Who are these people?
Who are those that become so twisted?
Who are those that found the reasons for such hatred?
Who are those that hate so completely they aimlessly would kill you and me?
Where do these people come from?
Who are these people?
Those that have the same basic opportunities as you and me,
those that learn to hate so completely they would aimlessly kill young and old,
those that would aimlessly pump bullets into those unfortunate enough to just be there?
Where do these people come from?
Who are these people?
Those same people that held hand to hearts,
those same people that pledged allegiance to The United States of America?
What twisted their minds so completely they would aimlessly kill young and old?
What twisted their minds so completely they would aimlessly pump bullets into those unfortunate enough to just be there?
In the name of God!
Who are these people?
From where in hell do these monsters come?
hug
Kat
carolyn
These tragic events are painful, scary and terribly sad but never forget that it could happen to you. We all have the ability to snap. It is best to not judge, nor condem but to look to God and allow him to do what he does better than all of us . . . , forgive.
Big loving hugs~
Your friend,
Anna
We all tend to turn away from those who are in need, instead of reaching out to prevent harm. The song, "Concrete Angel" is a good example of this.
When children are being hurt we need to interfere and do what we can to prevent it, because a severely mentally abused child can grow into this sort of "monster" when the only help he can find, to escape the pain, is drugs.
Be always safe,
Karen
Who really knows?
Your #1 Newfie Friend Hugs XOXOXO Rose
Carole~
Blessings,
Christine
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :( *tears!*
fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.