Strap bomb on, <br />walk slowly to your fate; <br />a crowded room, <br />people smile, <br />talk enjoyed, <br />children play, <br />no danger here, <br />no hurt just fun. <br />Weapon carried, <br />hidden, is not seen, <br />press it now, <br />all must die, <br />and so must I. <br /> <br />Fantasize, suicide, realize. <br />no fun, no smile, <br />no talk, no play, <br />no me. <br />Not free.<br /><br />Bob Blackwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-just-cause/
