Who Is It That Benefits Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Who is it benefits.
From a bomb to drop it.
With deadly chemicals used.
Stopping breath to breathe,
Slow.
And very painfully.

Who is it,
With a mindset so demonic.
Would target a bomb.
And on those innocent,
To drop it.
Without remorse.
Or a haunted consciousness.
Who is it benefits.
Who is it benefits from this.

When hearts are torn and broken
Who...
Is it that benefits.
As to receive,
Honor and glory for it

When children are screaming,
On knees near others bleeding.
Who is it benefits.
And feels satisfied...
They have left behind,
Children to die.
Who is it benefits.
Who is it benefits from this.

Mothers crying.
Until no more tears,
Wet their eyes.
Who is it benefits.
Who is it,
Given the okay to permit this.

Fathers trying,
Not to moan...
On blood drenched streets.
Doing their best,
To display bravery.
While protecting bodies,
Blown to bits...
From the blasting of concrete.

Agony like this,
Never is forgotten to dismiss.
Who is it that benefits.
When children die.
Mothers cry.
And fathers try not to moan.

Who...
Is it that benefits.
And can hide a pain disguised.
Without remorse felt inside,
Everyday.

Who...
Is it that benefits.
Tell me who...
Is it that benefits from this.

Who...
Is it that benefits.
And who...
Accepts this mindset as legit! ?