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Words to the Monster
I have no words for those seven men
Those who strapped bombs to their bodies
Walked into a school
And killed 132 children
They took the lives of innocents
And shot unarmed instructors
Without remorse
No
I have no words for these monsters
They have met their fate
They have stood before the One
The One who in the end
Shall judge all of us
I have no words for them
Or pity either
For the punishment they face
These men though
If you wish to call them that
Were only a tool
A weapon
Loaded and armed
By others
These men hide behind religion
Prey upon the weak
Both of mind and soul
Blind them with propaganda
And promises of reward
They do this to maintain
Their wealth
Their power
And their pretended control
For these men
These monsters
I do have words
You, the pretended guardians of faith
Are but a disease
One that has infected the minds and souls
Of this generation and generations before you
You have thrived in the darkness
Handed your hate and your illness
To all those who fall victim of your words
I tell you now
For every disease
There is a cure
No darkness can stand against the true light of knowledge
And we shall bring this
Into every corner
In which you choose to hide
It has been said
To destroy a monster
One must first become one
But these
Like so many other words
Lie
To destroy a monster
One only needs to know it
Know it by its true name
And be willing to drag it into the light
So others see it in its true form
As well
You may hide
You might run
You may try and recruit others
To once again spread your disease
But know this
Your days on this Earth are numbered
And when you do leave here
There are thousands of souls waiting
Waiting to forever drown you
Smother you in their blood
Until the end of time
The fifth seal is broken
The days of the martyrs
Have begun
Ed Roberts 12/18/14
www.edrobertspoetry.com
I have no words for those seven men
Those who strapped bombs to their bodies
Walked into a school
And killed 132 children
They took the lives of innocents
And shot unarmed instructors
Without remorse
No
I have no words for these monsters
They have met their fate
They have stood before the One
The One who in the end
Shall judge all of us
I have no words for them
Or pity either
For the punishment they face
These men though
If you wish to call them that
Were only a tool
A weapon
Loaded and armed
By others
These men hide behind religion
Prey upon the weak
Both of mind and soul
Blind them with propaganda
And promises of reward
They do this to maintain
Their wealth
Their power
And their pretended control
For these men
These monsters
I do have words
You, the pretended guardians of faith
Are but a disease
One that has infected the minds and souls
Of this generation and generations before you
You have thrived in the darkness
Handed your hate and your illness
To all those who fall victim of your words
I tell you now
For every disease
There is a cure
No darkness can stand against the true light of knowledge
And we shall bring this
Into every corner
In which you choose to hide
It has been said
To destroy a monster
One must first become one
But these
Like so many other words
Lie
To destroy a monster
One only needs to know it
Know it by its true name
And be willing to drag it into the light
So others see it in its true form
As well
You may hide
You might run
You may try and recruit others
To once again spread your disease
But know this
Your days on this Earth are numbered
And when you do leave here
There are thousands of souls waiting
Waiting to forever drown you
Smother you in their blood
Until the end of time
The fifth seal is broken
The days of the martyrs
Have begun
Ed Roberts 12/18/14
www.edrobertspoetry.com
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Words to the Monster
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