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Turning Point Dead Ahead

Turning Point Dead Ahead

The cancer of hate
can not be erased
til all the healthy cells
who comprise the majority
band together
to eradicate the disease

In the end
the silent blue wall
must fall
and the good cops
gotta drive out
their murderous brethren

The cancer of hate
will never abate
til the millions of healthy cells
finally use their untapped strength
to obliterate their destructive elements

Only when good Muslims
stand together and fight
will the extremist terrorist minority
be driven into the sea

 but for now

 let us not allow

 these rotten apples

 to turn us bitter

 against the suppressed forces of good

 who silently abhor

 the bloody stains on their names
 

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Deborah Evans

Hi  Steve  Great write great analogy 
of a cancer cell and a terrorist 
I have witnessed the destruction of  cancer
to the body and mind of many loved ones
i read and watch about the destruction caused 
by the cruel minds of terrorist extremists
your poem gives a great message for the good of
mankind to band together to oust this bad disease
(the terrorist)
A great thought provoking write my respect 
best wishes Debs 

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Steve Green

Thanks Deb for sharing your experience and kind words

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