Why Kill? Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

Killing is wrong in every walk of life
So why go out and do it for the sake of it?
What happened in Paris city was very sad
Young, shot down while out for a fun night
Life is for living without fear of cruel gunmen
What right have any extremes got to steel existence?
God knows, that there is spitefulness everywhere.
What kind of satisfaction can assassination bestow?
Why do such a horrible act on innocent youth?
Are they derange or are they controlled by evil spirits
Murder is murder no matter what religion you are.
All of us have the intelligence to identify what is right
All of us have the intelligence to identify what is wrong
What about, live and let live, why not agree to disagree
Why kill?