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May 2016
Wish
I could ease your pain
REMOVE
Your pain!
All I do is hold your hand
Try to understand
Trying not to be
A Job's comforter.

It hurts to see your anquish
Observe too your rage
I am angry too
At the devastation wickedness has made.

Vindication
Is on your mind
Through tears
You try to comprehend
The rationale behind this atrocity
Now all you feel
Is Intense animosity.

Who
Are they
That cause such grief?
Who topple buildings
Leave thousands
Dead in the streets
Leaving
Behind
A Massive Weep?!
An Avalanche
Of
Tears.
How
Do THEY
Sleep?
Father, forgive them for they know notΒ Β what they do...Jesus. In your case ,Jesus,they didn't! THEY know what they are doing to the innocent/ innocence. With the ultimate
Respect to Our Lord, who was the most innocent... A lamb! (and more!)
Tom Blake
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