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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Slaughter house
[time] => 2008-05-01 11:22:44
[hometext] => I was moved to write this as I watched so many innocents pay the price for a crime they never commited. :( There are times when we cry for an injured animal but turn a blind eye towards masses being butchered.
[bodytext] => I was busy whining ‘bout how my food tasted, When a million others have no food at all. Everyday on television I watch innocent lives wasted, One by one, they wither away and fall. The stench of blood and the unholy sound of guns, Ring far and wide across the forsaken land. In the midst of massacre are a handful of priests and nuns, Looking after the orphans; stretching out a hand. Why are people so cruel; whatever happened to love? Helplessly I watch this insanity with a watery eye. If God was witnessing this gruesome act from above, It would hurt Him enough, to make a hundred suns cry. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 259 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Vic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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