Did it hurt, the initial flames from your plan?
Did it hurt, the nails driven through your skin?
Did it hurt, the steel balls drive into your skull?
Did it hurt, the flesh melting from your face?
Did it hurt, that last caustic breath you took?
Did it hurt, when you slammed into that child?
Did it hurt, as others screams filled your dying ears?
Did it hurt, the blast from your suicide vest?
Did it hurt? Good, it’s a taste of eternity in hell.
W.A.Manning
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