A Sad Tale of Seven Sisters.

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I know The Seven Sisters Road Finsbury Park. I have happy memories of going to a parties, being very young but thinking I was very grown up. I have always associated  it with fun, and growing up.No longer, for late last night yet another happy or normal association with parts of my loved, childhood and teenage city has been taken away.

People what is wrong with us, why are we humans so inhumane​ to each other.

Revenge is not the answer it only sullies everything.

Here is what happened I cannot write about it. My thoughts go out to the family of the poor dead man and my prayers for the casualty’s and their families.

Please may we all unite against evil.

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6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Jun 19, 2017 @ 15:35:52

    So sad sis…

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  2. summertime75
    Jun 19, 2017 @ 17:42:22

    I agree it was a terrible thing to happen but one has to credit the Imam for telling the people who caught the terrorist that he wasn’t to be harmed, that takes a lot of will power especially when those cut down are lying close by. Perhaps even worse are the comment on social media that the Finsbury Park Mosque has had “hate preachers” in the past and so this is “payback,” personally I sometimes despair that recent events have shown just how generous people can be to those in distress and yet the polar view is so vile.

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  3. Betty Hayes Albright
    Jun 19, 2017 @ 21:38:18

    Once again, so very sad. The world has gone mad of late….

    Reply

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