RING OF STEEL

RING OF STEEL

A spring breeze blows along the silvery Thames

Afternoon’s calm pure and clear

Torn by brutal mechanical detachment

Peace to war in one cold blink

Of an uncaring staring foe

Taking everything they have

Everything they might have been

With mindless violence

Your choices are made

The options are gone

For those who have no tomorrow

For those who have no tomorrow

A chill wind blows along the silvery Thames

Piercing the solid ring of steel

With the madness of mechanized mayhem

Shattering the heart of such freedoms

We once thought so precious

Ripping the souls from the bridge

Combining steel and flesh

In bloody conflict

Your choices are made

Their choices you took

You woke up and decided to kill

You woke up and decided to die

An icy chill freezes the silvery Thames

For those who must still stand and stare

The heart of a nation clamped inside a fist

Still pumps furious but hopeful

Tempering our nations temper

Made hopeless by frustration

Streets we will tread more carefully

With righteous anger

Your choices are gone

Such choices we make

For we may not have tomorrow

For we may not have tomorrow

Martin A W Holmes, March 23 2017