R. I. P to the faithfuls
Ones that died coldblooded
By bombs, swords or guns
Far from the natural flood.
Whose very weaknesses
These killers use as drills;
Are the sins we fight
And the taboos we kill.
It is more sadden
That we do not take
These heavy laden
For bad cakes they bake.
An eye for an eye
They are sole survivals
We chose turning cheeks
To be a soul survival.
A hundred got burnt
And they keep doing more
Slaughtering for God
To our God we mourn…
The dogs that bark loud
Sometimes need a slice
Of a resilient mind
To hush in silence.
The greatest regret
Wouldn’t be bad fate
And the death therein
But sticking to faith
Especially when
At the end, no hell
No heaven, no paradise
We all believe and often tell.
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
👏👍 nice one bro
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Thank you bro… We had a challenge on our whatsapp group on a theme giving back… Write yours too
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Killing for God is misunderstood and people were brainwashed for this. Just the innocent are at the receiving end and we still look to God to place them in a resting place. Nice one bro
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Thanks mam
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