National Poetry Day Message Poem by Vanessa Holder

Liz Brownlee ♦ October 6, 2016 ♦ Leave a comment

To That Terrorist

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To that terrorist,

that creeps up in the night and strikes,

then disappears

and gets ready to strike and strike again.

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To that terrorist,

that makes children cry,

that now is blowing up our history,

and leaves us here to die.

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To that terrorist,

that murders in the night,

that is tearing the world apart,

now makes us fight.

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To that terrorist,

that is always in the shadows,

but with no warning,

takes us from the light.

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To that terrorist,

that thinks that it’s ok

to sneak I and out with the guilty,

to give us such a fright.

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To that terrorist,

that nobody knows,

the one that holds us all hostage,

when one disappears.

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To that terrorist,

we will survive,

if you fight now,

we will survive.

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© Vanessa Holder  (12)