Why?
You tried to spread your hate
What for?
As you are now no more
Planting bombs to kill and maim
Why then?
Like loser boys and not men
Causing death and injury to many
How come?
Were you devoid love from mum
This is not what she wanted
So why?
Did you cause many to die
As you spread your vile poison
For what?
We locked down you were caught
Your evil failing to break us
And why?
Because our resolve will never die
You tried to break our city
And now?
We wonder why what who how
Roger Bennett
Penrhyncoch, Wales 2013
All rights reserved
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21 April 2013
Poem: Boston
BOSTON
Weaving your way through crowds that throng
Some of whom had been friends to you
Moving as one with hate and spite
Cowards plotting in place of love
And bringing shame to family
Failing to break us who are strong
You took limbs and souls of a few
While we only done what was right
Keeping one hand inside our glove
And responding with unity
Your shame will last for time so long
While remembering those we knew
We shall forget you more each night
The ones that lost the right to love
And now you mean nothing to me
For we Bostonians are strong
Your carnage will not cloud our hue
Nor diminish our strength and might
As we know the meaning of love
And you learnt that you could not flee
Roger Bennett
Penrhyncoch, Wales 2013
All rights reserved
Weaving your way through crowds that throng
Some of whom had been friends to you
Moving as one with hate and spite
Cowards plotting in place of love
And bringing shame to family
Failing to break us who are strong
You took limbs and souls of a few
While we only done what was right
Keeping one hand inside our glove
And responding with unity
Your shame will last for time so long
While remembering those we knew
We shall forget you more each night
The ones that lost the right to love
And now you mean nothing to me
For we Bostonians are strong
Your carnage will not cloud our hue
Nor diminish our strength and might
As we know the meaning of love
And you learnt that you could not flee
Roger Bennett
Penrhyncoch, Wales 2013
All rights reserved
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