Friday, July 07, 2006

One year ago: 7 July 2005
The London Bombings






The Bomb in the Bus

What the hell was that?

Said the driver

As the roof

Of the double decker bus

Spilt out over the pavement

Spilt out its contents

Slicing muscle

And separating flesh

From skull

En route

What the hell was that?

Said the commuter

Saved by the proximity

Of other sardines

From being shunted

And smoked

In acrid oblivion

As those who chose this

And not that carriage

Fumbled their way

Over rails towards the light

At the end of the tunnel

What the hell was that?

Said the politician

Remembering that every obstacle

Is in indeed

An opportunity

To regain a veneer of sincerity

To reinforce an untenable position

To defy common logic

To deny any responsibility whatsoever

What the hell was that?

We will ask ourselves later

What the hell was that?

As the dust settles

What the hell was that?

As the headlines change

And stop screaming

What the hell was that?

As the sorrow and fear subside

And we gain strength from one another

What the hell was that?

Well, what the hell was that?

by Steve