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They stood and watched in horror
Their teacher was being burned alive.
Committed by what, they call themselves humans,
One hundred and thirty two children died.

What were they guilty of, what was their crime
They supported Malala and her Nobel peace prize
The  Murdering Taliban's tried  to kill her once
All because she wanted an education to improve girls lives

They lay there pretending to be dead
Holding their breadth when insurgents passed by,
Who killed with a smile on their face,
Only way to survive was hard not to cry.

Schools  you would think were safe places
We can see now that this isn't so
Pupils at This Army  Public School *
Take their lives in their hands whenever they go.

Wailing mothers are crying, wringing their hands in grief,
Why must  children die how do these murderers sleep. 


   
Penned on September 7th 2015.

 * School in Peshawar Pakistan where the Afghan Taliban slaughtered children and           teachers

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