Cook food in pressure cookers,
Not to kill or cause mayhem;
These guys make God looks bad,
Who would want to befriend them?
Newly formed minds so malleable,
Doctors of terror know that,
Have to be trained to do good
But to do evil, well...
Let's pray with the children,
Tell them God Is Love;
Help them to see good in others,
Irregardless of race or clan.
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Amen on the text why we are going in the direction so as to destroy our self nice thank