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484. Your Demise

Terrorists are such fools to think they’ll succeed
For public opinion sways with the wind
Sure their killings do catch our attention
But enough to get war orders to rescind
Spreading terror from TV to computer
Insures only that the masses see the bad
For when they themselves are tortured or murdered
The masses are never ever sad
Criminals are the same no matter their dress
Regardless if causes are for war or gold
What matters is that the masses get bored
Buying into the latest thing they’re sold
So take heed those of you who hide
Thinking you do good in your own eyes
The killing of innocents is not a victory
Your actions will result in your own demise


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