For the Innocent
Who did nothing to deserve the slaughter
I pray your suffering was brief
Your Deliverer was swift
And you rest easy
at one with God and the universe
Knowing you're missed dearly
And always remembered
I pray you receive another incarnation
Giving you a longer, richer life
With all the adventures and pleasures
you had yet to experience.
For the Damned:
Whatever your reasons,
You had guns.
They didn't.
That means you're cowards.
Now your names are cursed
And no other words will be wasted on you.
For the Guilty:
Those who jeered,
Ostracized, alienated,
Tormented, insulted, divided,
Abused, ridiculed, humiliated
For no other reason
Than to act tough or cool
or just have a good cheap laugh
For sowing the seeds of evil
And going home to eat a good dinner
Mindlessly setting the precedent for future horrors
I hope they shot you
Twice.
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Very depthful...The kind of writing I have grown to love...Thanks, Dani
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