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Another foolish soul having lost their mind

Getting served/not you this time

Sirens blaring

Flashing lights blinding bright

Command attention as if a stare

From another dimension

Changing color in rapid succession

Red blue, blue red and/or

Red white, white red

Mortal danger

Has struck with anger

fear

Prayers

 

Cries for retribution already forming

It’s outrageous, mean-spirited

hateful

highly contagious

While investigators sift through so many

irrelevent leads looking for a clue

 

check the Facebook pages

Death is stalking/looking for a friend/to end

The wait/how about a date with death

If you’re vulnerable, reckless young and foolish

You could be the bait

Shots rang out in rapid succession

Death. Forever stalking

Fishing with purpose casting infinite lines

Playing its role…

To repossess loose souls

For days and nights no need to rush

Its artistry of seeking cues second to One

Painting with a single brush stroke

Evil casts its shadow/net

Anger seethes/hatred spikes

protruding

From corrupted minds fed with an exotic spice

(based upon the fear/claim of being right)

Shots ring out/excited by the right

For the freedom to kill

if not for the evil thrill

Just to assuage the evil-god’s

 Insatiable appetite to fill

Drawing in those warped minds

Aligned for the love of chaos

hatred of a love

Shared by those who consider themselves equals

Whose respect for others

Indicates a strong sense of self-respect

Love and support

of dreams to correct

ills

 

Meanwhile

 

Those who have drank from the forbidden pool

Which feeds the river of sorrow

Thus, inclined to spread the lies

Upon which they are fed to others.

While Satan plays the fiddle

Leading the orchestra of evil

Accompanied by instruments of insurrection

Speaking music without a sound

As if to say to the hearts of troubled souls

Don’t interrupt foolish children seeking death

Save your breath. Yours are not counted yet

I am only speaking to the dead

Be patient. Wait your turn

Soon enough, i will be coming back

For you

C2

 

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mlowe5 says:

PROFOUND! May the children be aware of the baited hook; few, if any, are thrown back...alive!. Great write. Thanks for the share. ONE. Peace and Love.
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Charles2 says:

Thank you for stopping by. You are an excellent messenger for the moral/political/logical/common sense observance of life. You are actively producing quality work, consistently. Prolific.

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