Joseph May Poet Quatrain

Terror In the Pews

In the church where God's spirit dwells
 The bible study was going well
 A stranger walks in and joins the group
 And then to  evil he  would soon stoop

 Gunshots echo through the pews
 As innocent blood begins to spew
 The same people who had treated him so well
 Were shot in cold blood by this demon from hell

 The healing process has now begun
  But when will this senseless violence be done
 Tears of a nation once more are shed
 As gunshots echo, and innocents lay dead....

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Eve Roper July 12, 2015 at 9:36 AM Joseph, tears from me, a wonderful inspiring write, yes when is this senseless killing going to stop especially in racism. We all bleed the same color we all have the same organs and limbs where they belong. 7++ Hugs dear friend Eve

Cecilia Macfarlane July 10, 2015 at 11:20 AM People are not safe anywhere these days....this was a shock to all! Good write on such a sad and horrifying event. Hugs

Harry Horsman July 4, 2015 at 4:15 PM This needed to be written Joseph, and you do it so well...

Shadow Hamilton June 28, 2015 at 6:52 AM makes you wonder what drives people like this Joseph a chilling and well written poem hugs 7

Richard Lamoureux June 26, 2015 at 11:32 PM This is such a sad story. You expressed the sadness eloquently. My prayers go out to their community and families.

Andrea Dietrich June 24, 2015 at 11:33 PM Joseph, I rarely watch news and did not know the details of this case. It is sure tragic. Thanks for the poem.

Anne-Lise Andresen June 21, 2015 at 3:03 PM - A tragedy !!! - Well written, Joseph ! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Kim Merryman June 20, 2015 at 9:00 PM So senseless and tragic! Well written, Joseph! Love, Kim

Oluwatomiwo Akinyemi June 20, 2015 at 1:35 AM a sad tale