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Je Suis Parisien

15 November 2015

 

They follow a cruel path

These disciples of hate

A medieval cancerous growth

Feeding on a modern state

 

 They attract the disenchanted

The mentally deranged 

To try impose their values on

A world that has long changed

 

And they kill without mercy

Torture maim and abuse

Mad dogs of religion 

Uncaring of methods they use.

 

We must educate with tolerance

Build a world of equality and worth

When these lunatics are destroyed

When they're wiped from this earth

 

Any God of my imagining

Would hide its self  in shame

At the horrors they perform

Supposedly in its name

Je Suis Parisien



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Je Suis Parisian 15 November 2015