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"Boston 15,2013" (by Joe DiMino)
Desert not the tender heart
Because the slayer has come
He will leave
As all devils
Their gore;
Yet, the soul
Lives onthe way of good
Lives on, despite the slayer,
Dead already
his spirit a furnace
Stoked for hell
The assassin strikes, leaving no face
Of honorthen alone in the dark
There is more than Cowardice
To contend with:
The innocent leeching up,
Comforted out of earth
Rising, leaving pain behind
Each prayer spoken
In their names
Hurries them peace;
Each tear shed for those
Injured and lost
Understandably tepid with
Christ love and forgiveness
Will be forever an acid
To slayers soul
He, the one who lost
More than body
Or parts
His spirit an eternal
Phantom Limb
Of fiery unrest
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