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Oct 2018
By: Cedric McClester

Mass ****** in a synagogue
Committed by an ideologue
Guess he went whole hog
Blinded by the fog
The fog of racial hatred
Released inside those clay bricks
As part of the matrix
So senseless and so baseless

And the man’s sick battle cry
Was, “All Jews must die!”
Which begs the question why?
Didn’t Nazis give that a try?
How did he figure?
And what was his trigger?
Was his hatred so much bigger?
Than the lives of Jews and ******?

And some insist having a gun
Might serve to stop someone
Who wants to ****** just for fun
And is committed to getting it done
But that’s hoping and wishing
An empty proposition
If that person’s on a mission
And killing’s their sole ambition

Those who fan the flames,
And we all know their names,
Play those hatred games
Despite contrary claims
See the proof is in the pudding
They say things that they shouldn’t
Which other people wouldn’t
And in good conscience couldn’t














Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All right reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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