Kenya is mourning
A nation is bleeding
All we could do is watch the news and pray
Whilst inside a shopping mall dead bodies layOn the roof the children of Junior MasterChef
Screamed as the sound of bullets made them deaf
All they wanted to do was laugh and bake
But they were shot in vain for religion’s sakeA selfless hero tried to save the kids from these monsters
He said “Kill me instead of these youngsters”
But his pleas went on deaf ears
And all you could hear was the sound of their parents tearsA married couple trying to protect each other
The wife was soon to be a first time mother
Gunned down whilst locked in a final embrace
By none other than one of the ‘human’ raceA little girl ran to a stranger with a gun
Her mother had told her to get up and run
He was a brave man who saved her and others
Whilst he was there searching for his own brotherBlood and tears were everywhere
They were inside their worst nightmare
One smeared blood on her face to play dead
Whilst the terrorists rained bullets over her headThe massacre left behind a mall burning
A nation cried and was left yearning
The murderers played the wrong game
To try and catch a glimpse of fame
They never rolled a six on the dice
So instead of them, all the innocents will now go to ParadiseR.I.P.
Thank you for this poem that reminds us how fragile life is.
The world needs healing and protection from those who desire to do evil.
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Thank you Joyce. I could not have said it any better. I am sure you do a great job as a nurse. We need more people like you…
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So sad
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It’s a tragedy, and unfortunately one that it happening all too often.
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In tears reading this. Well written but a tradgedy it had to ever be x
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I know. I cannot even begin to imagine what those people went through. God bless and rest their souls.
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So true and so well written!
Hasn’t anyone told the so called martyrs that there will be nobody waiting for them?
Anyway, they will not be going to heaven.
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You are right. There is no way that they will even get a glimpse of it as they are all going in the opposite direction!
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That is one amazing poem Amisha and I’m very proud and honoured to have a niece as talented as you
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Thank you so much Patumasi. That means a lot to me.
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So sad and upsetting news of so many innocent people who lost their lives in such a brutal tragedy. Beautifully written.
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I know. The pictures and stories still haunt me so I can only imagine what their families are going through…
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For all who lost their loved ones – a consolation
Where do they go to, the people who leave?
Are they around us, in the cool evening breeze?
Do they still hear us, and watch us each day?
I’d like you to think of them with us that way.
Where do they go to, when no longer here?
I think that they stay with us, calming our fear
Loving us always, holding our hands
Walking beside us, on grass or on sand.
Where do they go to, well it’s my belief
They watch us and help us to cope with our grief
They comfort and stay with us, through each of our days
Guiding us always through life’s mortal maze.
Anonymous
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Thank you so much – what a wonderful poem. I love the part where they walk with us holding our hand, and comfort us as we navigate through life’s maze.
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Well written and so touching! Too many innocent lives lost. RIP
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Thank you. At least they will find peace and happiness in Heaven…
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Loss of life is always sad, but to be taken so young is especially hard. Beautiful poem x
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Yes it is. Those poor little innocents had their whole lives ahead of them. God bless their souls.
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A wonderful poem lovely, so sad – I was in tears and so well written summing up the pain and suffering these people must’ve gone through. Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought x
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Thank you Vic. It was such a tragic event. I cried every time I read an article as the details and stories just got more gruesome. Cannot imagine the grief and the loss of the families affected…
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I have goosebumps and a lump in my throat reading this. A true tragedy. Beautifully written.
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Such a sad state of events. We can only pray for the lives lost and hope it never happens again.
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Such a tragic event.
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I know. There are no words. Thanks for stopping by Kate.
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You’ve written so well about something so hard to write about. It’s really a heartfelt poem and I’m going to share it. #PoCoLo
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Thank you for sharing the poem. It was such a tragic loss of life, that I just wanted to write about it.
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I love your poem. The mall massacre was so tragic and horrific and an end to so many beautiful lives.
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Thank you. I hope those little lives are now happy angels in heaven.
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Beautiful words for such a mindless act.
Xxx
#PoCoLo
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Thank you for stopping by and for your kind comments.
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This is such a sad…and yet beautiful poem!
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Thank you. There are no words to describe such a barbaric act. I hope one day we can all live in a world with peace and no fear.
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So very sad but beautiful that you captured it. Mich x
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Thank you Mich. x
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