Fay Slimm (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)
Another Bloody Day.
Gunmen not willing to compromise aims.
Aiming at anyone running or staying
Around to get in their way.
Poor victims lying in pools, dying.
Stray bullets flying, screams crying
For help on this dreadful day.
Instead of sighing
And then walking away what about
Shouting en-masse, and aloud
To Leaders for action - now!
Guns cause villifying.
Terror never made peace,
Blood only vividly increases
The calls for revenge.
Hearts need unbending
Before blood floods more days.
Let's mourn bloody days deeper
Maybe then will peace
Be allowed to speak.
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