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R.I.P.


I cry for those who cannot cry anymore I speak for those who are lost I can’t take the violence anymore I refuse to believe this is the world I live in I mourn the loss of another child of the earth His suffering has ended Why are we like this? We have lost faith in this world Why do we kill and maim? To mask the pain we hold Why do we allow this to happen? Because we feel helpless against it My tears flow for the blood that has been spilt For the pain inflicted on the innocent I comprehend what is happening I understand the action What I don’t understand is the motive Why do people take lives that are meant to live? They love the power over us What drives them? Our fear Tell me why this happens Tell me when innocent blood will stop trickling down the streets When the well of malice dries up Tell me when it will stop Tell me when I can close my eyes again to rest in peace Tell me when its okay to breath again
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