Poetry without justice:
Now the Dancing in the Blood..
Of the victims begins.
The little ones lost…
But instead of prayer and thoughts for and of them..
The use of their loss begins, by those whom have no sense of shame.
Whom think only of a 'tool' used for evil..
Not of the victims.
Not of the accused..
But an inanimate tool..
Those people sicken me.
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