7/7 London terror
On the local bus and heading west,
Going into London town.
There's something happened ahead,
Coz' the police are all around.
There are sirens in the distance,
And panic in the air.
I am early for my interview,
So I do not need to care.
Then a phone call from my brother,
And i asked, "what's all the fuss?"
His words to me were frightening,
"Get off that bloody bus".
He spoke then of the carnage,
Of the scenes of disbelief.
The blood, the smoke, the murder,
The unrequited grief.
I could not travel further,
As the news it quickly spread.
Reports of bombs and suicides,
And of countless people dead.
I walked into a betting shop,
Saw the broadcasts of the news.
Then I saw those scenes of carnage,
And those sad uncensored views.
I saw the blood, the tears,
The shock, the sobbing cries.
I asked God, "what is happening?",
As the tears filled up my eyes.
To the bastards who have killed today,
It is you we do not fear.
For every person you have killed,
There are ten more coming here.
You can bomb us in the tube trains,
On the buses, in the street.
You can hi-jack cars and aeroplanes,
For its us you won't defeat.
You can bomb us in our villages,
You can bomb Old London town.
You can bomb us in the countryside,
For you'll never bring us down................
In memory of the victims of the London bombing of 2005
My apologies to all for not being online for a long time, but been extremely busy with weddings, Stadium catering and consultations on opening businesses for others in London...
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Author:
The ScarletBard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A true to life poem I wrote on the day of the bombings, as I was on my way into central London..
- Category: Sad
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Comments4
Well written and expressed
Thank you Tony..
That was one hell of a terrible day, I assure you..
You're welcome
A tribute to that event well written in first person adding more weight. Nicely done
Thank you Soren....
Hoping you are well
Hits home this one I was round the corner when this happened, and there were people I knew involved in this horrific event. You have expressed it well, something I have always struggled to do, nicely done
Sometimes we are too close to an event to actually say what we really feel.
This was written on the evening I eventually got home..
I was at Aldgate when the bomb went off, and saw the plume of smoke coming from the underground.
A day I will never forget..
Thank you for your kind words
You are very welcome, it was horrific and incredibly frightening, seeing death on a normal street like that is very hard to understand and explain, enjoy the rest of your evening
Wow, I love, love, LOVE this! Excellently rhythmic, with a healthy flow, wonderfully eloquent with superb imagery, a heartening spirit of nationalism, and a warming poignancy. Thank you so very much for sharing.
Hello Missy
Thank you for such wonderful words and great feedback.
Have a fantastic day
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