The Borough Market in Summer

Recalling London Bridge and Borough Market attacks 2017

Here she comes

Here she comes across the bridge

Blithe with the habit 

Of where she lives

Blind to familiar places

But alive to summer air

But alive for now only

Now her end approaches there

It's the randomness of hate

Which haunts us past The News

Not luck, hazard or fate

Just an empty pair of shoes

The absurdity of life

Revealed when a life ends

The arrival of the knife

Desolation of one's friends

Look down from a higher place

See the bridge across the river

The brief ribbon of one life

Across eternity's slow shiver