a poem for londonIt's sad to see so many lives lost, They made their point but at what cost? It's sad to see a crying child,At a funeral, single-filed,With solemn candles sadly lit,It's sad to feel the shockwaves hit,Of attacks so shocking, it's cruelly true,It reached the hearts of me and you,For many people friends have gone,And from their graves their names have shone,As names of heroes, one and all,Innocent, who stood up tall,And as they lie there broken, alone,Never the chance, to one condoneTerrorist's actions,Their satisfactions,The terrorists who broke the silence,Of a country free from such violence,Now join togeth