Evil Lives
The world speaks of tragedy and questions
was it hate, terrorism or less tempered aggressions,
those are the words news makers use so competitively
but history is sadly, inconsolably repetitive.
there it is again, another bomber exploding
to entice the world into imploding.
Deep in the quiet tears of our revealed hearts
weeps silently the saddened fears of how or why it starts.
Because you look a little different,
because your faith makes you more belligerent;
because your country is not like mine
and immigrants flock to leave their lives behind.
A country and its philosophies grew far too liberal
much the same as these not quite so new but visceral.
Peace is too somber, to boring to live forever
war, hate and death satisfy a more greedy pleasure.
Land and hubbles torn apart and laws put asunder
so that masked warriors can more easily kill and plunder.
Building stones and beams, blood and bodies lie in rubble
guilt and innocents, the count increased and then redoubled.
Police, firefighters, mayors, senators, premiers and presidents
conversate, condemn and censure with grandiose dissent.
and
Still the evil lives burning forever images into our eyes,
two towers falling from the sky.
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