A fire in a West London
Tragedy that left people still wondering
Missing and Wishing
That some might be alive
Shouting but no living soul could help
In that battle for life
Which is now a constant thought
Buildings looking like lost souls
A cause of which we still don't know.

A fire raging like an angry alien
While we crave answers
To a crew arriving but was it on time?

Started on the second floor and within
Seconds before anyone saw
It was at the top
Though clocks were ticking
Tick Tock Heart Knocks
Constant panic filling the air
And deadly smoke
Horrible deaths
Uncertainty
Filled up with uncontrollable pain.

Faces seen at burning windows
Ghostly looks haunting
Scenes of death took over
And they knew their life was going
To end
With a scream and a cry
And trauma
As fire engines arrived
But hope slowly slipped away
With no escape in sight.

Struggling to be free from the trap
From sadness and fears
That caused all these tears!

News is on now
But do they know or have real answers?
The information is still not clear
Just imagine the fear
If this could happen to anyone
Mistakes happen but how would
You feel
If this could  happen to you?

Community spirit is trying to help
Supporting through food
Giving all they can
Clothes flowing in like a mad river
To the lucky
Survivors
Homeless
Desperate.

How can we fix this issue?
Start over
Forget memories that were burnt
To shreds
Sleep in a house that is not
Your home
Pray for answers but
When you get the reply
Grief fills you like an ambition
Your final bit of hope lies crumbling.

The mumbles of people
Around and surrounding you
Makes it new news
So don't stop
Find a way out
Can I help
The exit?

We were perfect finding a way to grow straight
following a sunrise
that helped our roots to grow
and lie within
flowers, fruit, feasts.

You were perfect winding a way to make us sway
blowing cold ice
as we started to bud; attract bees
leaning to one side so it could not
become a beast.

It could be perfect blowing air
in precious time
unwinding lost seconds
as alarm bells sound silence,
fallen faces in leaves; trees
unleashed!

there is never an escape
from the domestic
VIOLENCE
a promise
100%
DIVORCE
from shadows
on arms, legs,
FACE
truth is often silent
0
understand or listen
and I'm waiting
1 year or 2
nasty I am
triple faced liar
TEACHER
of lessons
I don't want to share
with my child
I could be a
JOKE
broken
big bully
cheeky
or just me?
you just didn't see
or believe in me
call the police
and
speak to the
MOTHER
in me!

Today our hands touched in dust;
white flour mixed
warm
in
water
while we waited for this dough to rise;
red pepper chopped
spinach
my
daughter
has chosen and decides to just trust;
one hour fixed
torn
but
we ought to
make a life of happiness and smiles;
a life not stopped
minutes
but
I taught her
to blow away the dust.

My grandfather kept everything
but I remember the egg
upon his shelf
that we gave him
and it sat for years
in his gold shell
never loosing shape on the outside
just sometimes
the glasses
nose
and smile
might shift
if you looked in a certain light
or from a different angle
but it sat looking at him
as his insides decayed
still oval, whole
slightly faded
until
he
went
and I unwrapped his foil
only to find
dust.

flames with pulses
throbbing with desire
certain impulses
lighting up a fire

tinder and match
casting plenty of fish
drowning catch
seas of loneliness

false hope there lies
feelings so blue
masks of disguise
until I found you

I hear the calling
But cannot put into
Words the emotions
Of trying to find a lost love
Only understanding the sound
That no-one will ever comprehend
Like
Who
You
Or
What are you looking for?
A fox
A Seagull
A child
To ******
Crying from a dark street
On rooftops, in gardens?
Hoping for friends you will meet
In a world only you recognise.
And I hear your cry is lost
Missing and gone now
Because
No-one grasps it.