May 22, 2017, Prescott-
So many youths,
glad for an evening
of music that made them
dance,
on the floor
and in their hearts.
Nineteen are gone,
fifty hanging on,
because of one
with a detonator.
A light-hearted young woman,
seeking to make her fans’ lives
a bit more carefree,
sits crestfallen,
broken-hearted,
in a hotel room,
in Manchester.
It is a nightmare! I heard it in the news yesterday.
I pray for those who died at the concert, who came for it, to enjoy and dance, but taken away by a bomb.
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Sadly, I encountered, five hours after the incident, a denier who claimed this was orchestrated by the Tories, to justify attacks on Islam. Such people should be held as accountable as the group behind the attacks.
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I couldn’t agree with you more.
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I too got the shock of my life, Gary, when I glanced at the Calgary Sun newspaper headline this morning and saw Manchester Massacre.
What’s this about? I asked.
Even more horrifying when I read inside.
I too feel compelled to write about this although what I’ll write, I don’t yet know.
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I have read your masterful, sensitive poem. It expresses the scene even more cogently than the above.
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