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Sep 2017
The world is in the midst of such great pain.
Extremism upon the earth has left another ****** stain.


Innocence, how could you attack such innocence?
How could you inflict such evil upon childish bliss?


How did such hatred and cruelty ever arise
Why did such vicious intentions come from looking into an 8 year old girls eyes?


What do we tell our children? What do we tell each other?
What can we say or do for the now childless mother?


Yet Amidst all this tragedy, hatred and scorn,
Raw and simple hope from the city is born.


A people not broken, a people not scattered
But a people together at the time when it most mattered.


So we must together, proudly proclaim to all of those who would **** in a Religion's name.
You. Will. Not. Win
And we who oppose you shall never give in.


So whatever you do and whatever you say
A Victory for you will never see the light of day.
You. Will. Not. Win
Written by
Ben Scott
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