Never had he seen such devastation before
a loud explosion knocked him down.
He layed there dazed and smothered in dust
how did he not die?
Only yards away as the houses disintegrated
both totally obliterated!
Just a bystander on his regular route to work
always been a quiet street.
Terraced houses in rows never any trouble
making it more of a shock!
In one premises a family with a small child
the other a man meek and mild.
Staggering to his feet he stared in total dismay
all that was left flattened rubble!
Later discovering the child had perished
a wide empty gap remained!
Ears still ringing as helpers gave him support
the atmosphere tense and taut.
Then surmised possibly of an accidental cause
later who was the perpetrator.
Scenes a reminder of passed British bombings
came to many minds!
Something that never ever should have been
on our streets to be seen!
An arrest was made a conclusion awaited
it was a crime that would be debated!
The Foureyed Poet.
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