The ground rumbled and roared its complaint,
the skies cried in despair and hopelessness.
Bodies baked, self-torched souls
unable to find safe passageways through
existence upon this Hell called Earth.
Oh, but my heart did scream in mortal pain
to see the light of you
extinguish Life in such a way.
And for what?
What end could ever justify
such desperate means?
Both Heaven and Hell
lose this battle of the soul,
for I do believe your spirits
will wander the skies forever
in disguise of martyrdom,
in constant pain.
And back here on God's gift,
not one human heart did gain
by your horrific acts.