Stranded On Death Row: Abolish The Death Penalty

“No prevention from this lynchin’ of sorts
You’re a victim from my drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail” — Stranded On Death Row by Doctor Dre.

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I am working on myself. I truly am. It bothers me that I want the monster who invaded a black church and murdered those nine beautiful souls because they were black, and he wanted to spark a race war…to be executed. I do not want him to live in the same world that my daughter occupies. I don’t want him breathing the same air that I breathe. Knowing that he exists, regardless if he is wasting away in solitary confinement, spoils the air that I breathe. It disgusts me that he is still able to eat, maybe even laugh, while the victims of his cowardly act of hate will never laugh again.

I know the Lord said vengeance is His. Yet, does not divine scripture state that God dwells within each of us? Accordingly, should we not lust for blood when blood has been spilled? Is it not holy to demand a life for recompense for a life that has been taken?

I know Jesus tells his followers to offer their other cheek if their assailant has smacked one cheek.