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By: Wayne Brown
What sick, misguided evil possess a man…body, soul, and mind
Taking up violence against the masses in his lonely self-define?
Is it something planted there at birth, something in the DNA
That causes him to want to destroy others to find his own way?
What level of desperation or loss of self-worth can one life teach,
To allow one’s thoughts to be guided by such an evil breach?
To feel that killing innocent people is the justice and the hope
When the edge of the cliff is reached and one can no longer cope
Why oh why, must even one individual suffer such a shameful act,
Designed to show the will of a perpetrator to carry out the fact?
Has the world become such that man cannot find a proper place?
Must we take to killing others to define one’s self and our space?
Who failed this man, failed those who died, those left to grieve
Where was the world when this one elected his torment to relieve?
Can insanity be the order of the day? When man is killing fellow man
Can we not find a far more civil way to live within God’s plan?
God must grimace when he looks down and sees what has taken place
To realize the beloved human he created has taken on such an evil face
And in his heart he harbors hope in its darkest hour for each and all
For he knows we must learn to live together or otherwise, take the fall
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20 July 2012