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STEVEN PADDOCK

STEVEN PADDOCK

 Steven Paddock booked a room in a Las Vegas hotel
Determined to cause destruction, murder and hell 
His targets were innocent people at a country music show 
He fired gun shots from his room to the people down below 
 
10 minutes later and 59 people lay dead 
527 people were also injured by this man who was confused in his head 
What made him choose innocent people to die ?
For the love of God I wonder why 
 
Steven Paddock took his own life on that fateful day 
23 guns were found in his room so the police say 
Steven Paddock will be remembered for all time 
Putting an end to this upsetting little rhyme

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sparrowsong

Hello Kieran...

We also have to see the miracle...

There were over 20,000 people there...

The Police, Frst responders, SWAT, did a fantastic job...

People became immediately confused and yet, they went into action using their own vehicles and turned them into ambulances...

People were very courageous in their actions...

We can't give these killers the fame they seek...

We need to give credit to the heroes and the Angels...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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KIERAN1369

Hi Sparrowsong
As a bystander from the other side of the pond its hard to comprehend fully. 

Thanks for your kind comments ...the people who deserve the credit are indeed the emergency services and medical staff . These people never get the praise they so richly deserve

 

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