37 - After The Bomb Came Silence Poem by nicola burkett
37 - After The Bomb Came Silence
After the bomb came silence
As the world witnessed terrorist violence
London stood still in pain and in shock
As death stopped life’s ticking clock
The screams and the cries, the soot and the dirt
Will remain forever a tattooed echo of hurt
Flags at half mast, together we wept
This nightmare, this day we shall never forget
The candles of 52 blown out in the wind
Because Lucifer’s four plotted and sinned
But a nation of hope a nation of pride
Will stand strong and united in the terrorist tide
Ispired by the etragic events of 7/7 2005
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5/3/2024 11:23:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the title of this peice, I am not sure whether the rhyming patten totally works in the poem, as well as some of the rhymes you have chosen, it distracted me a little from the theme. I was particually drawn by the second stanza, i thought it showed great promise, and the second, third line was really evocative. I think if you reviewed a few of the lines, this would be a very powerful account of the horror and the aftermath of the event. Good work Robin