A flower blooms, a void remains
The cold hard dawn tasting bitter
A mourning after a night before
Words struggling to form
Whilst a city bleeds
A flower bloomed -
Emptiness remains
Steel blooms, a void remains
Deeply cut into all our hearts
Future’s hope is savagely hacked down
Innocent’s beauty lost
Protectors swept away
Fire bloomed -
A void remained
Sonic booms, silence reigns
We gather in bewilderment
Magnificent, resolute, unbowed
Hanging on to what’s dear
Carpeting sacred ground
Flowers bloom
Yet voids remain
Martin A W Holmes, May 2017
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