For those who died because of their innocence

out there is you are beaten both by the rain and sunshine. we hope we can feel how cold you are under moonlight, and warm under the sun. we look but we cannot see you , even though at the doorway you cry, while open you cannot come. we wish we can be moved by your ceaseless tears because untimely you left us, we only cry but time has a way of healing our hurt. through endless season you wander the earth, yet you wish your loved one you could cuddle, the head of the young orphan you cannot stroke, to your loved one the very earnest emotion within you wish to share. so pathetic, in this dirge you cannot find symphony. though you are suppposed to find peace from the struggle of this mortal world, yet beyond seemed the gate is closed, for untimely your seasons on earth was cut short and your consciousness of the sun and moonlight waft like smoke into infinity with the sudden flash of your last moment, air we all breath and water we drink was reduced to ashes due to those who uphold the faith of the PROPHET OF PEACE  with violence
ADIEU TO THOSE LIVES CUT SHORT BY BOMB BLAST IN JOS.
TRUTH AT TWILIGHT
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