the maniacs come
obsessed with hatred
programmed to kill
holding to ransom
a whole thriving city
clueless police looks on
seeds of death are sown
rich dividends do they reap
the city witnesses a macabre circus
sleeping neros of the town
rudely shaken of slumber
what is lost is the faceof humanity! ! ! ! ! !
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TRUE THE BIGGEST LOSS IS THAT OF THE FACE OF HUMANITY... GREAT POEM... HAVE WRITTEN TWO POEMS ON THE SAME...