What was going on in the world in 1995 that inspired the following poem? I’m not sure that I remember, but what is going on in Paris and other parts of the world at this time has inspired me to re-post it. It just seems fitting, somehow. Here then is:
THE VICTIM
People dead
before their time,
victims
of some heinous crime.
Callous killers,
world’s worst foes,
victims
of God only, knows.
Wars created
through sheer greed,
victims
of abnormal need.
Governments
whose rule a hoax,
victims
of the peoples’ votes.
Our planet Earth,
soon indigent,
victim
of our ignorance.
World, take heed!
The time has come
for remedy
lest you become
the victim.
©1995
My Precious Life 
Seems we always have the “bad” of the world in various forms to inspire such words as these. What a shame in Paris. Sadly, the world will always have the haters, the misguided, the insane. But they will not escape the wrath which is coming upon the world for all of these monsters cannot escape God’s judgment…not even one!
Good post…relevant in 1995, just as much so in 2015!
Steve