I write - LIX

Gloom, doom,

Many - a loud boom.

Death, pain,

Nothing will ever be the same.

Panic, fears,

Culminate in tears.

Smoke, dust,

Too many laid to rest.

Terror, danger,

More outraged anger.

Candles, slogans,

What a contradictory sight.

It's not worth it I say

When people are brought home

Never to see the light of day.

For oneness, brotherly love

Harmony and humane delight,

For patience, for tolerance

For peace

I write.