Stop the Deaths

It has to stop; it serves no end

Except to fuel a relentless trend

Religious difference, sectarian strife

Cannot justify taking life

 

We are all people, making our way

Our differences don’t give cause to slay

Calm hot tempers, counsel care

Terrorism leads nowhere.

The UK General Election

A cross put on a paper

Seems simple in a way

Amazing, then, that this small act

Empowers each to have a say

 

The outcome isn’t as I’d hoped for

I’m quite worried by the result

But I can accept the majority view

That’s what it means to be adult

 

Some people see it differently

Wanting to impose a new regime

Cars, bombs and knives as weapons

Murdering to achieve their dream

 

Let them not take away our rights

Hold our laws and freedoms dear

They must not win by violence

We will not live in fear

 

If society is built on values

With some common moral code

Life and liberty are the bedrock

And democracy the road

A Fundamental Truth

 

dark sky

We knew it was to happen

Somewhere within a crowd

More terror visited uselessly

To try to make us cowed

 

The carnage and the mayhem

The tragic loss of life

This time a home-made IED

Last time a car and knife

 

What sort of mind can plan this

How mad must someone be

To be a bomb, a murderer

A lunatic running free

 

This cause cannot be justified

Though perhaps I waste my breath

There is no place in paradise

Secured through others’ death

 

 

 

 

Budapest’s House of Terror

A corner building, grey and stark

Casts terror in its shadow

And evil’s chill lingers still

From times, not long ago

 

Ghastly crimes committed here

Repelling, but so real

With torture’s sound, below ground

To bring people under heel

In God’s Name

img_3018Of the myriad species with us here

Mankind, alone, might be aware

Marking time; possessing empathy

Self-consciousness and a will that’s free

 

Then why the folly of deadly strife

With religion oft cited to take a life

Which god asks people to kill the same

To glorify its works or defend its name

 

A divine being would not have need

To see its creations do bloody deed

If such actions must take place

They’re surely not done with any god’s grace

 

Greed and power are the reasons why

Tribe against creed vie and die

A deity cares neither for war nor peace

As paltry lifeforms squander their lease

 

A god doesn’t act as a grand puppeteer

Pulling strings to spread carnage and fear

A monotheist would only be benign

Free, not envious, of another’s design

 

So when in a god’s name we take its greatest gift

Perverting its cause to some meaningless rift

Know true to yourself that you are to blame

Or answer before it, and hang your head in shame.