'' It's Yourself You've Deceived '' Poem by Bri Mar

I cannot relate,
As to how you can hate,
Someone you don't even know,
To kill innocent people, you just cannot wait,
Your leaders say go with the flow.

I don't mean to be rude,
But if suicide's that good,
Why don't they practise what they preach?
Personally I believe they're pretty shrewd,
Self sacrifice is out of their reach,

It's you who are dumb,
To the depths you plum,
While they sit back and watch as you die,
Face the facts, you're all cowardly scum,
Who wouldn't know the truth from a lie.

You're uncivilized,
Not radicalised,
You are a butcher no more no less,
For your brutality you'll be despised,
It's you who will suffer distress.

Trust in your God?
Even he finds it odd,
From murder, you refuse to desist,
As you're shot to pieces who will applaud,
No-one, you won't even be missed.

As the innocents die,
To yourself you lie,
No deity would allow what you do,
Morals to your kind do not apply,
Low life scum, you know that is true.

With reality connect,
You leave lives wrecked,
In the facts you have never believed,
Those evil like you, God will not resurrect,
Face the facts,

‘' It's Yourself You've Deceived ‘'