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While we have incerenity to the poor the rich need to give more. When we have peace there should be no war. Then there would be no battles fought on forgein and domestic lands. As women and men rule the skies. Then it's never each to there own. With there friends on there side as they fight against there enemies lies. Knowing the wicked deafcates holy places. Reading there scripters wrong with unknown faces. As they go berserk wearing there berkers. While there husbands put out the hurters. Targeting us with there bombs. As they believe there leaders cons. While you try to put on a brave face. Even though it's not your faith. Through songs on the march while you weep for the memories of the past.
This poem is about the unknown terrorists. Knowing you can find it in the unlikely of places and the youngest of faces. Because you can't trust anyone in the fight against terrorism.
Written by
Neil Mcpake  50/M/London
(50/M/London)   
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