Silence now, No drums
No sounds of marching bands
Only silence
The faint sounds of crying across a proud land

A feeling of national loss, bewilderment
An act that has cut a nation to the quick
The slaying of a valiant heart by cowards
Valiant as his brotthers and sisters in arms

They do what many could not comprehend
Their life in the balance, daily
Yet they fight to protect innocents
They risk all to protect those with nothing
Give everything for the greater good

Mourn our drummer for he is OUR drummer
Remember him as that
Remember him as a man with pride
Passion principle and virtue

A man who gave it all for OUR safety
For our country
For his family
For love of good in this world

Do not be silent
Shout his name from roof tops
Write it down read it out loud
For when a warrior is spoken of
He is remembered

The next time the drums beat it will be in lament
Marching will be heard that day
The feet of man woman child
Christian Muslim bhudist all creeds all faiths

He shall be mourned as a King
Streets lined by his family his people
The British people in their thousands
Defiant resolute and thankful

Drummer Lee Rigby, remember his name
For today we lost a part of My England
Let it not be in vain

With their celluloid lakes
inviting,
their every crevice open
for exploration
and hands gesturing
groups and individuals
to come inside
they offer lifts
and roller coaster rides
augmenting reality
in sensory 4D

He presses the button
and we both enter
going up