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>Afghanistan, England, Iran, France, Iraq, Belgium. Sorry if your country. I missed. I guess I need a longer list. Of where those IS terrorists, have now struck. And someone has, had such bad luck. With explosions sounding in the air. And the smell of death, everywhere. Loved ones lost and some are maimed. Never will life be the same. With borders open. It’s so easy. For IS terrorists to move around you see. All we innocents, won’t really mind at all. If countries borders are restored as a tool. To keep those who are IS terrorists at bay. It must be done soon now I say. With all those strangers who now appear. As refugees, or not, I fear. All must be detained at least until we know. Who are friends and who is foe Then our law authorities will then know. Who can stay and who can go. I know this prose will not be to everyone's frame of mind. But that's the novelty of being poets. We are not all of one mind. Are we?. Though this rhyme may be absurd. It is a truly written word. Many souls were lost today in Brussels, so the news does say. I hope no more of it you'll know, I fear IS there. I hope you or I are not next to go. Or will not see my poetic flow and that will never do you know. So just now I'll say hello. Stanley (the mad author)<