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Off-Course Conscience

In God’s own world, kind and humane once, bullets rip through the dreaming buds, blood flows with the color of innocence, the flowers of promise never bloom. Terror breeds in the fanatic hearths, dislocated minds mutilated by despicable instinct turn into executor of targeted destruction, chosen randomly from ominous list of insane caprice. Morality defaced by indolent intolerance, understanding disintegrates into abhorrence. Empathy is lost in the dark alley of violence, off-course conscience evades probity rationale. In God’s own creation so beautiful ever, the children inhabiting the world today, still smile and play merrily without fear. God has not given up on the mankind yet. _______________ January 9, 2023 Contest : Hit List 2023 Sponsored by : Joe Maverick

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