The horror of the 7/7 bombings in London will reverberate as long as memory remains.
A thought on the spiraling violence of my world
Herein lies my sudden doubt,
imperfect fear.
Beyond this day,
this year
The twirl of man's mad carousel
will bind us to its wall,
to travel the cyclic corridors of time,
unheard above the shrieking barkers cry
and the playing of his raucous tune.
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