For the victims.

[shaba]

The burning flesh
The crumbling towers
Life doesn't have meaning
When you stomp the flowers

Eye for an eye
Blood for oil
Can we find some sense
Or is the water to late to boil?

Innocence left out
The streets fill with fear
Pointed fingers
Point to the unclear

Justice can't be done
Revenge is the only resort
A push of a button
Love is an after thought.

[TheLizardKingMike]

That's great man. I love it. Very good job.

[shaba]

Thanks man, I think today will be the catalyst for alot of deep thinking and reflection.