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In Hell You Will Burn

I’ll  never understand 
How you could be so cruel
To take a child in this way
From the arms that held her dear

The pain and suffering you have caused
The fear this child endured
Did you think you would get away with it?
Did you think no one would care?

The heartbreak her family now must face
The tears they will always shed
Their life now with only memories
Of the child you took today

This sadness fills my heart
This anger fills my soul
For the pain and suffering you have caused
To this beautiful little girl.

The only comfort I can find
In this cruel mess you‘ve made
Is to know she died  to protect all others
From all that she endured

I may never understand
The sick mind that you have
Just know that everyday I pray
In hell you will burn someday.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Zubair Avatar
October 16, 2015 at 3:37 AM
Powerfully penned down
Laurie Avatar
February 12, 2015 at 12:47 AM
Oh Janet... This poem of yours brings out the frustration that most of us harbour. Very sad and frustrating, but can't be reversed for the individual naturally. Regards Janet - Lindsay
Eaton Avatar
February 12, 2015 at 9:36 AM
Thank you Lindsay, Have a great day Lindsay Janet
Leiser Avatar
February 6, 2015 at 6:16 PM
Is this about the IS attack on the young American woman that we heard about in the news? You did a good job conveying the anger and injustice in this poem.
Leiser Avatar
February 6, 2015 at 9:27 PM
Oh, I'm very sorry to hear about this. I guess I should have paid more attention when you said "child" in the poem. Sorry for the community's horrific loss.
Eaton Avatar
February 6, 2015 at 6:26 PM
No Laura, This is a poem about an 8 year old girl that was abducted by an assistant coach at a school here where I live and was killed
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