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The Execution of Timothy Mc Veigh
I have so many thoughts
So many feelings
They want to spill out and
drip
down
the
page
Tears well up as I watch the
morning coverage of the
execution.
Our President speaks:
“We have carried out the severest sentence
for the greatest of crimes.”
Some are rejoicing. The monster is dead.
The pungent aroma of hatred and bitterness
can be tasted.
I am overwhelmed by sorrow
I cry for all the little children who lost their
lives.
I cry for all who lost loved ones.
I cry for a young man who lost his way.
I cry for his parents who lost a son.
I cry for myself- for the loss of my faith,
a simple faith in the traditional God.
So …where do we go from here?
I guess it’s up to us.
I hear a faint melody
coming from the center of my soul.
I can’t make it out, but
It sounds like
Hope.
6/11/2001
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