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A Word to the London Killers ©

by Hamish M Anstruther
Scotland
2005

To those whose feeble twisted minds
compel them to such evil intent
that they would blatantly attempt
to destroy our way of life.

Why do you hate your fellow man so much
that you would kill the innocent?
Can you not see that you are weak
pawns in the hands of evil masters?

There is no God who would countenance
such wicked acts of murder.
This means that you are alienated
and must face the day of reckoning alone

When I reflect on how you make me feel....
my anger is almost uncontrollable
and though one day I may forgive you
I will never forget what you did



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