One In Kind Poem by Mycho Jamil

The ground, streaming with blood
The deafening screams and cries
Bodies falling lifelessly with a thud
All of our loved ones' demise
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​Terror and death
What can we gain from it?
Innocents catching their last breath
They're all souls the evil omit

​Evil didn't just slay the dead, ​
​Evil has also ​slain the hearts of the living
And the lands are covered in red
​We can't just accept and be forgiving

​We all have our own religion
And of it, we obey and show faith
Yet we have our own tradition
And our actions concluded our fate

But there's no one to blame
Life is simply a thorny rose
It's us who puts our lives to shame
All of our loss has a purpose

In religion and tradition, we divide
But know that all of us are one in kind
We are humans who got one pride
And there are gaping holes we still need to find

Let us stop terrorism
Heal the broken and save the lost
Stand up and render heroism
As we face and pay the cost