Atatürk
The death-toll rose
From ten to forty-one
Was there a plan
In the attack that
Foreign blood would
Mix with that of
Home
Insane strategy
To kill those first who
Are not involved
The cheat of
Terrorists whose
Cowardice will not
Face military forces
This aim makes a
Target out of me, and
Certainly I can get
Scared;
I must hope that
Death by misdirected
Amateurs will not
Find me today
And grieve with those
Slain in anonymity,
Because the killers
Don’t care
Who we are
clcouch123 
June 29, 2016 at 4:54 pm
Christopher,
What a macabre scene.. how terribly violent have we allowed ourselves to be.. The innocents are the ones that always go first .. so sad..
June 29, 2016 at 6:21 pm
The death of innocents is the definition of needlessness. And nothing is gained toward whatever cause some group thinks it has. Thanks, Dajena.
June 30, 2016 at 6:19 pm
Sad truth..
June 30, 2016 at 11:06 am
yes. yes. yes. *sigh*
the killings took the meaning of these people’s lives. Their death just become a part of the statistics, a part of the toll. Yet each one of them has a full life waiting for them had these killing did not snatch their souls. 😦
July 1, 2016 at 6:50 pm
You say it right. The rest of these lives is gone. How many lose out, altogether?
July 2, 2016 at 7:22 am
i am afraid we lost count already.
July 2, 2016 at 6:32 pm
Too true, sister.