Summary: I know a lot of people will be trying to put words to what happened in London, this is my take although its too early to fully reflect. Its ironic I was near New York when the bombings happened. Will is powerful, blind drive and used in careful moderation can be positive, but it’s very dangerous.
Judge a concert by how much you cry.
Music is written by the young.
It describes your generation.
Takes immense thoughts to stir emotions.
Thoughts of times gone and to come.
Watch planes slide through the eerie Manhattan backdrop.
Subconscious shivers beneath a calm exterior.
Barely awake through clouds of sleep.
News breaks through of selfish human acts.
What seemed important is now irrelevant.
There’s nothing to understand here.
It was their will.