TWO WRONGS DON’T MAKE THINGS RIGHT
Many a sad tear rolls down my cheek
I’m usually strong, yet now so weak
Blame not yourself for my dilemma
All this sadness, my soul doth tremor
Terrorist, cowards, killing the innocent
Abusing God in His eyes, blatant, insolence
Two wrongs have never made things right,
To help create world peace, my true plight.
© Mick E Talbot 2017/66
First published as a reply to a comment Colleen made on me feeling emotional.