Tuesday, October 22, 2013



Your eyes are cold and black,
no soul exists in them,
No empathy for those who suffer.
Your pleasure burns.

With a match,
Light it up!
Burn those inside their homestead.
Hear them scream. 
Till their cries grow faint.

 Lighting car bombs 
Left and right,
Popping like gun shots.
As it rattles the earth.

These lives morn,
They grieve,
The hand of pain squeezes
All the life they have left,
Yet you show no mercy.

Look in their eyes,
Haven't they endured enough?
You never knew them.
So why take their lives,
 their dignity?

Picture: http://www.deviantart.com/art/House-is-on-Fire-101556675

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