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Death of a terrorist

 
The sun is warm and bright
crisp clear air surrounds.
the storm of yesterday
calm  uncanny, is it true?
The change so sudden
should we believe ?
Ten years to wait
is this true?
Only the sea can tell.
Thomas asked for proof
to see the wounds
shall we see the blood
to believe a gift
a gift beyond belief?
But stay my friend
a life is lost,
ask not for proof
but grace to forgive.
Enjoy the calm, 'til
day is ended, and
night's dark clouds
enfold our doubts
as Thomas once.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
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