22/05/17

skyebellasario

A city,

Forever changed

By the actions 

Of a single coward.

 

We awoke one grey morning

To find destruction

In the place we call

Home.

 

He stole some beautiful souls

And they gained

Their wings far too early.

 

They will be remembered,

Always

For they were each

A ray of sunshine 

Without them

Our sky is grey.

 

He tried to break

Our spirits 

Like many before.

If you try to beat us

You obviously don't know who we are.

 

We are a city of love and passion.

That no coward

Could twist to hate and terror.

 

A Mancunian never fears.

We are all

Phoenixes rising from the ashes

Again and again.

 

And after all,

The bees are still buzzing.

 

 

  • Author: Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2017 14:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the Manchester arena attack that happened 6 months ago in my home city. If you didn't know "mancunian" is what somebody from Manchester is known as.
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  • rrodriguez

    Nicely done.

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed

    • skyebellasario

      Thank you Tony! 🙂

      • Tony36

        Welcome

      • FredPeyer

        Skye, this is a beautiful, well written reminder that no matter how bad, or ugly, or terrible the action of one individual or group of individuals is, we will not be beaten! Love that last two-line stanza!

        • skyebellasario

          I hope the world never gives in to terroism. Thank you, the bee is a symbol of Manchester and represents our strength and resilience as a city!



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