The Unredeemed

The Unredeemed There are flashes when my liberal views falter and I ask myself, these people like Breivik and the killers in Ankara and Paris would it not be better to shoot them down like rabbit dogs? my loathing for them is boundless but I will not shot them and not ask other to do the killing in my name or in the name of humanity. Behind their fanaticism their hatred to a society that will not listen to their rantings; there must an inner voice telling them how despicable they are, perhaps not today in the flames of hate, but In time in their cell, they will ask for forgiveness only to find stillness a mist of their breath and they cannot forgive themselves.