Eight Souls Poem by Dennis Go

The world explodes all in an instant.
A sniper shot to a weary head.
But tell me sir, does it have to be
Eight souls martyred on a shooting spree?

Negotiations fail, victims wail.
Loud cries from the aisle reprimand thee.
But tell me sir, does it have to be
Eight souls ravaged on a killing spree?

Mindless efforts, combat reveries;
Thwarted operations: fallacies.
But tell me sir, does it have to be
Eight souls murdered on a shooting spree?

Crossfire bullets... Sheer random tactics...
Confined space limit this hellish place.
But tell me sir, does it have to be
Eight souls butchered by your killing spree?

(In memory of the
Aug.23,2010
Manila Hostage Crisis victims.)