On the thirteenth of November

All the news turned black

Occurring all over in Paris

Had been terrorist attacks

Many people had been murdered

Whilst enjoying a night out

Starting with conviviality 

Ending with screams and shouts

All in the name of religion

It made my blood run cold

How can people do this?

How can they be so bold?

Young people with suggestive minds

Are force fed information

Never questioning, always following

Seems part of indoctrination

With religious ideology

They never seem to pause

And consider what they're doing

In furthering the cause

They seek the highest accolade

In committing these atrocities

By dying as religious martyrs

And fuelling animosity

All extremists are the same

From one religion to another

The opinion from alternate views

Is the thing they try to smother

But they can't all by right

As something just has to give

We all breath the same air

Upon this small planet we live.