of those left behind
A strike to the heart,
that so few will ever understand.
The pain that you feel,
with how fast it happened.
But for those left behind,
who might feel guilty or angry.
Don't.
What's done is done,
what's in the past will never change.
The best you can do,
is move on and spread the word.
The word that hate and violence against others, does not do anything
but bring more negitive feelings
and more pain, to those left behind.
This poem is about:
My country