So you think you are smart, don’t you?
Yeah sure you live in your pipe dreams
Wow!! You are real men, aren’t you?
With power to thunder and create havoc
You want to scare us, want to terrorize
How desperately you seek our hatred!
We don’t hate you, but we do pity
Pity your sickness, your pathetic mind
You disgust us but we don’t hate you
No time to hate, we’re too full of love
You kill, we embrace our dead like never before
Million bouquets united us all at Martin Place
The heroes you killed, will live on in our hearts
And you? You lived alone, died alone, to be forgotten
You loner! You loser! Can’t you see?
You became weak, we became strong!!
You killed school kids in Peshawar, fragile and sweet
In our love for these kids, we forgot to hate you
We tender humans cried freely for the departed
You macho cowards made us cry, then run and hide
You hide your face before killing, and after killing
You live a cloaked and masked dead life
You give terror, we become strength
You give hatred, we become love
You’ll lose your games!! We will win!!!
It’s that simple…
I wrote this poem after Sydney Terror Seige in December, 2014 and soon after that massacre of innocent children inside Peshawar school
Who would not be moved by such videos: school children and bodies
My feelings are now apt for current France Terror Attack. Sadly nothing’s changed….
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