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Boston Marathon Bombing |
| Carnival Ride At the top of this wheel, this ride it has stopped Blood fills our streets, from sight they’ve now dropped These murdering savages, their hearts filled with glee A young boy of eight, his loved ones, his family no longer to see For they killed this young man, with a bomb made so crude To blow limb from limb, so gross and so rude What could happen to these madmen, to make them this way Murder and mayhem all this, this and more now on display Minds so insane we dare not believe But our eyes do not lie, now our time to grieve Where have we come to, this country so great To inspire these demons, these devils, so filled with hate We had soon better find them, these answers we seek No more killing, no bombing , stop slaughtering our meek Dreams no more, laughter no longer abides This young man murdered, on this carnival ride A Tribute To The Victims Of The Marathon Bombings 2013 |