Distribution of Retribution

The day the whole world changed
I watched in shock
as the New York skyline, instantly rearranged
Speechless, my face displays a false sense of concern
simply to hide the anger my heart now feels inside
and I wish I could channel my frustration
into a distribution of retribution
to fight for the innocent lives lost
to fight for freedom, defending our constitution

then suddenly, like an epiphany it occurs
I have never felt such hostility
the unnerving need for justice
just once, justifying an act of excessive violence
in hopes it might one day
make those who would follow suit, this act of cowardness
fear the consequences their actions might incur
I don’t know if it is hatred I have hidden within me now
I do know, someone, some group, some country must be punished
and I want to be the punisher
one might question my motives, my motivation
saying that I would be no better than those who I choose to fight against
but it’s a dirty job, and no one seems to be doing it
we live in a world of political correctness
relaxed, weak and wreckless
I say what you think and are afraid to say
that those chicken shit Islamic extremist must pay
10 lives for every one some pussy Arab suicide bomber murders in cold blood
have I been reduced to their level, am I no better
am I no worse, do I even care?
I am sick and tired of the world living in fear
because some right wing religious faction of fanatics
hates the country I live in
then I wonder about this whole Muslim Islam way of life
wondering what kind of religion
justifies killing in the name of it’s god
what kind of religion rewards
suicide killers with a ticket to eternal happiness
wondering why this whole fucking religion is spreading
like a disease, whose end results
effect you and me

today I watched in horror as the world instantly changed
tomorrow I will awake knowing my way of life
will never be the same

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