Shall I walk outside my door

Unafraid to face the war

Of humans battling one another

Bullets flying, run for cover

Terror plagues this hallowed land

Acts of violence, carefully planned

 

For what? I have to wonder why.

How many tears must we all cry?

How many others have to die?

 

Until this carnage, at last does cease

And once again, we can live in peace

 

Remembering those in Orlando, and around the world, who have fallen to these senseless acts of violence.

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