16 years ago today in September
An evil, senseless, heartless act
Changed many lives forever.
Alas, it was not the beginning
Nor close to the end, it just keeps spreading;
The endless taking of human life,
There is no reason.
Prance with arrogance, respect becomes a speck.
Once alive and well,
Full of hope and a future.
Now the young are still.
(May those who perished from the Manchester bombing rest in peace and their families find comfort. My condolences to them.)
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Farewell, my lovelies,
Death is inevitable,
Just drink the Kool-Aid.
Jonestown, Guyana
Misplaced trust turned tragedy
Jim Jones’ legacy.
Lies cultivated,
Zealous believers’ blind faith
No hope comes from fear.
Despair guaranteed,
Dysfunctional family,
Disguised as normal.
Rooted in evil
ISIS is an example,
Beware the devil.
[In memory of 9/11]
A series of dire events . . .
Broad daylight
Turned dark
Nightmare shock
Impossible
Among the rubble
Heaps of bloodied flesh
Panic crash
Remembering the sorrow
Hope for tomorrow . . .
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Guerilla tactics
With the same dynamics,
Out of control,
They’re on a killing roll,
One after the other,
This is truly war.
They’re desperadoes
Showing they won’t be cowed,
Displaying their bravados
By ramming through a crowd
Of innocents,
Forcing their dissonance.
Time to shed the politics
Register both citizens and aliens
To identify ISIS and other lunatics.
Weed out the barbarians
To stop this downward spiral.
This is now a matter of survival.
[In reference to the Bastille Day truck massacre in southern France today.]
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Suicide bombing
A manipulated act
Brainwashed by cowards.
Nothing more but waste
A blight to humanity
They’re the true zombies.
Soulless, purposeless
Vessels for Satan’s bidding
Nothing more, nothing.
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Another terrorist shoot down
Receiving undeserved renown
For yet one more action of hate
Sealing innocent people’s fate.
One after another
Alone or with others,
They come and go as they please,
Festering like an incurable disease.
From San Bernardino
Now to Orlando,
Random, yet not random
Acts of doom.
No guaranty
Of any kind of security
Though such is the reality,
The more reason to seek solidarity.
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“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the ugliest of them all?”
[Condolences to those who lost their families and friends to the explosion in Kabul Tuesday morning on 4/19/16.]
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Phantom pain of amputees
Writhe with agony,
The disquieting silence of the limbs.
Continue reading
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Another day to memorialize
Tuesday 3/22/16
Acts of terror to desensitize.
An attack to all humanity
In the heart of Brussels,
Taking more lives again, senselessly.
When will it end?
Strike one, two, three,
Explosions in the airport and the metro station;
ISIS claims responsibility reprehensibility.
Nowhere to run from this hell storm,
Safety anywhere fast becoming a rarity,
Threats all over the world the new norm.
What will make it end?
While politicians rant,
And terrorists continue to rave.
We’re left to do the mourning chant:
How will it end?
Karina Pinella 
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