Thursday, September 8, 2011

Youth Caught with Firearm at Vieux Fort

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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I hope you will not bail them out for a pittance.

I also hope they will not see the light of day for a long, long time to come.

What the hell these three were doing riding (I bet without a license) with fire-arms and ammunitions?

Were they out to play "games" somewhere on a field in Vieux Fort. I rather suspect not!!

These three were out to hurt someone - thankfully they were caught.

Anonymous said...

Yes de youth is headstrong,lick in armstrong pushing up de .357magum,.38revolver,ak47machine-gun,m.16machine-gun,Israeli ozie,pump reaction shot-gun,all made in iron,iron,that spit 007,license to kill.having de soul in transmigration check de bereavement list at DBS.

DE youth pushing iron to get tough others pushing iron to look even.


yes this behavior really sucks.

there is a place on the top of a hill where everyone can see where our children never learn to cry our hearts bleed its crimson milk never fed their anguished emptiness.
this place of incarceation where boys take speed into rough-riders mandhood,manhood of the gangster system where sleepless musky nights are heard and growl are silent within.

the breast that never fed our sickly child
now drip,
now waste,
to feed heartaches and pain
now dry.

nuff respect.

Anonymous said...

sorry not lick in armstrong,
but LOCK IN ARMSTRONG.

Kensley Peter Charlemagne said...

18,18 and 20. Our youth is an endangered species screaming, "HELP!"

Anonymous said...

Obviously, they are children of children ... no family ties; desensitised to crime; out for a cheap thrill on decent people's lives.

Thank goodness, I am on my way out of this lifetime - escaping what is to come!!

NUFF LOVE,TRUE FOR LIFE,SLP. said...

CAN YOU REALY ESCAPE YOURSELF
WHERE CAN YOU HIDE FROM YOURSELF? IF YOU MAKE YOUR BED IN HELL YOU ARE THERE
IF YOU GO TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA YOU ARE THERE.
UP TO HEAVEN YOU ARE THERE.
MY FRIEND YOU BETTER DANCE TO THE MUSICE OF YOUR PEOPLE THAN TO THE TUNES OF WHAT YOU NEVER HEAR.
WIHT LOVE,
BROTHER LUCIAN.