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Orlando Gloom.

There is no humanity 
when hatred prevails and reigns supreme,
when we are divided by our faith, 
dogma, race or community.

Our focus should be on 
the forty-nine innocent lives that were lost,
instead of whom to blame 
and which group we must accost.

When hatred takes over, 
ego is the sole reason a louse could feel like a man, 
arrogance ignored results in fools 
acting out their wicked plans.

Anyone who instills fear in others 
should be labeled as a terrorist,
it should not be reserved exclusively for 
that religion from the Middle East.

What difference does it make 
when families are bereaved, 
no amount of bleach could ever erase 
these tears or this blood from the streets.

Who would have thought a city filled with Disney magic 
could experience ugliness like this, 
if Mickey Mouse is not even safe 
then no one really is. 

The world is awash in mourning;
there is no humanity.
So we must look to the helpers to save us 
from being eaten alive by insanity.

Inhumane beasts like this creature, 
the byproduct of a corrupt society, 
are proof that ignorance untreated 
results in a false sense of piety.

For centuries, the battle between 
good and evil has been fought.
Today we learned acceptance is not innate 
and needs to be taught.

Take away their guns and weapons, 
let them wage wars with words;
it's said sticks and stones 
can break one's bones but never verbs.

It's evident now how desperately 
we need to make a change,
exclusion is not the answer 
as it only creates more rage.

Unless we learn to love 
and accept our fellow man, 
we will always be two steps behind, 
unable to accomplish all that we truly can.

Come together, right now—
as we mourn this immeasurable loss. 
When our safe spaces are targeted, 
everybody pays the cost.

He expected to put an end 
to the global community's pulse but failed.
All he accomplished was for our hearts 
to beat louder to show we have prevailed. 

Let us pray for the victims, before we ensure 
evil of this scale never occurs again; 
love will always be victorious
for only it can win.






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