Thanks, Sorcha for copying Emily's poem here. She has written several poems about the "events," because she can't not write. Here's another one.

What is war???
Years of unexplained torture…
Souls are lost,
Such a highly priced cost.
Lord, why are we so ungrateful??
It disgusts me we're so hateful.
Damn, everything could be gone with the blink of an eye.
Still, it's hard to understand why.
At the same time we continue to live our lives in such sin and lies.
While, slowly, this pain kills us inside.
How can we be so evil?
These feelings are too deceitful.
Knowin' damn well you don't want to murder another human.
We keep repeating these destructive actions again and again.
This world is so full of sin.
While innocent others just got born into this.
And generation after generation still focus on revenge.
Lord, we are too close to the end.
And eventually nothing will matter.
With no remorse we have seen our own kind's brains splatter.
You think this would definitely change us.
But, it only made everyone worse.
Can't you see,
What we are doing to all human beings.
All the bloodshed -
The innocent dead.
Yet, we still wanna rebel.
Knowing we're falling closer and closer to Hell.
Shit, all we can do is pray -
And beg for another peaceful day……….

by Emily Pennington