Poem -
MISSING PRESUMED DEAD
Like 1 Pin it 0The boy is dead
D E A D
Killed. By
A right wing Islamic
I S I S
:
Making B O M B S
And
DRIVING CARS INTO PEOPLE
His mother lay in hospital
Had been in Spain,
PAIN........
At a niece's wedding
Now tell me
Where is humanity?
Was Nietzsche
Right
GOD IS DEAD
:
ISIS ARE
DEADLY
:
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Presumed deadfootnote: pray for the Cadman family who are
missing their little boy
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Comments
Hello Jai...
I was wondering if he was a long side his mother and I heard they got separated...
Since the first of this type of killings it's become copycat and we know these people are out there and the more they did or get away with the more they pop up again...
They remind me of cockroaches...
The more you try to get them into th roach hotel the more they produce...
Kill them with raid and they become immune...
COCKROACHES I SAY!
I know some people consider cockroaches sacred so what do I know?
We have to understand they will strike again unless by some miracle another anti them group is born...
Waiting for it!
They have been able to get this far because they weren't annihilated from the beginning...
I wouldn't be surprised to find out the USA was threatened and told to stay out of it...
Just like people want us to stay out of other situations...
Hugs and Peace my friend!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong
I don't like cockroaches
Time for vigilante groups
police are not proactive enough
trouble is vigilantes are usually nutters
Anyhow
Thanks S p a r r o w
luvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv. Jai:)
Hello Jai...
That's funny!
Vigilantes are nutters?
What are these people sane?
I am all for the nutters then...
They have my vote!
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Bring on the nutters:)))))
But. No violence please
Hello Jai...
It would be nice to be able to say please stop this as polite as possible without violence, but I don't think that would work...
I just don't think they roll that way...
Just imagine what God says...
He will make the enemy a footstool under their feet...
Oh yeah!!
Hugs...
sparrowsong
My next poem about Julian
says it all
Grief