Suicide Bombers
Who are these people?
Where they came from?
Are they not my brothers?
Are they not my sisters?
Don't we all bleed red?
Suicide bombing...O my gosh!
Our sons, our daughters dead
©Copyright August 2006 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
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