Short Mass Murder Poems
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When will we realise
What we call war
Is mass murder
Kill or be killed
Is not a good recipe
For creating World peace
A Shotgun Gleaming
Spent Shells make noise in the forceful wind
Bodies lay lifeless
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Clubbing seal cubs
portends a rage for mass murder.
The tail wags the dog
and the offended march away
to slaughter strangers.
Generation after generation,
year after year,
small holocausts
erupt at the strike of a matchstick.
Meanwhile bloody footprints
reshape a landscape.
This time in Jersey City
Another mass murder
Was it a hate crime?
At least six souls have gone to meet their Maker
Personally, I wish these horrors would stop happening
The USA is a violent country
And the killing took place near my nephew's new home
He moved to Jersey City after getting married at City Hall
TERRIFYING!
Who claims to be the casualty distorting a mother's right
firstly to be addressed for what it means
begin with the truth it never fails justice
To address mass murder for what choice it claims to be
abortion's the only way to lose one soul mortally dangerous
without mercy takes away every living value
and cardinal right from a child's life
He mowed down so many
and the blood is still
warm on the ground
Leaders spoke of healing
Another mass murder
There are far too many of them
Blood, blood, blood
Screams, screams, screams
One asks oneself
whether people are really good
are are they evil
I read somewhere that there are places souls go which not even demons
dream of
That is the case
Find solace however you can
Peace, Shalom, Peace
The inmates
The young prisoners with slingshots
fight an army that shoots back with sharp bullets
The young keep on fighting
An enemy the knows no mercy, control the water
supply and electricity.
How many young men and women must die?
Is the enemy willing to commit mass murder?
to eradicate a race of people?
The world looks but says little and some elderly
ask: why can`t the young prisoners behave.
The forlorn look upon humanity’s face
Weary eyes ravaged by pervasive depravity
Societal treachery weighing upon an exhausted soul
Insidious indecision poisoning resilience
Observing the pre-meditated mass murder of compassion
With horrific hesitation and sickening silence
Stagnant and catatonic with indifference
Immobile and and psychologically paralyzed
Transfixed upon a whim
To adhere to gridlock
To embrace the virus as the norm
And succumb to its degeneracy