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To Boston's Bomb


I am broken I don’t understand How can someone Bomb our lands? Why can’t we live? Why can’t we see A peaceful world Where all agree? Why must we hurt And be in pain And hurt each other To take the reigns? We watch our people Our family and friends Suffer from bombs With no amends It was a normal Patriots Day Where people came To cheer and play And suddenly A bomb has dropped And with it All the world has stopped People pray In every place Across the world At a fast pace It’s only been An hour now That this occurred So take a bow Whoever cruel Cold-hearted one That chose to bomb Our own Boston I hope you’re proud You did succeed You bastard soul You’ve done the deed You’ve left some injured You’ve left some dead You’ve got your actions In people’s heads But you should know It’s incomplete Because revenge Is bittersweet
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MVP-Most Valuable Poet
and times like this , we need to come together thank you for showing suppor to victims on boston great poem-keep writing and expand your ideas

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