Social terrorism in the September 11th Epic Poem

Our kids at last have fully grasped
            The age of self-respect.
When people flaunt ‘the heck they want,
            And no one dares object.
There still exists some moral mist
            To shroud the naked ground,
But those resolved have since evolved
            The ways to get around.
 
Their search for fun is never done
            ‘Till life begins to halt.
And though they’ve maimed the friends they’ve claimed,               
            It never is their fault.
They search for prey to blast away
            Like walking, talking, bombs;
Their toxic load will help explode                       
            Their sisters, sons, and moms.
 
(Excerpt from Chapter 12)
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