I have reused a poem I wrote last year and added three new verses as a tribute to the innocent dead and injured in Tunisia on Friday 26th.
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No more blood on the sand
How many must die at your hand.
What do you hope to to achieve
What pain and sorrow will you weave.
You raise your sword it glints in the sun
How can you finish the evil you have begun.
How many innocents must die at your hand
How low will you sink what else have you planned
No more blood on the sand
How many must die at your hand.
What do you hope to to achieve
What pain and sorrow will you weave.
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Innocents lie in the sun
Relaxing holiday fun
Out of nowhere evil has come
Evil, a man brainwashed carries a gun.
Fathers, mothers , sisters, aunts grandparents and sons
Dead and dying out there in the sun, evil stalking with granades and guns.
Staff from the hotel so brave and caring
Saw off the killer, God bless them for being so daring.
I pray for the dead and I pray for the survivors
I pray for families who have lost loved ones
Young hopes and old dreams smashed and now gone.
All for evil in the name of isis, a man with granades and a gun.
willowdot21 
