Murderous madmen, willing
to abuse, to torture,
to inflict pain, indiscriminate
heartless, oft calculated
Unlike us, held up for ridicule,
sanction, censure, until now
We have changed, because of our hurt,
our anger, our loss,
become what we abhor;
become the madmen
committing atrocities
become that which we hate
June 16, 2007 16:43
(Raymond A. Foss)
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