Death can come in the night
like a storm
or sometimes
in the form

of a 747
ploughing through your office window.

Or death can fall
from above,
from seemingly serene blue
with measured precision

on

families cowering in ruined remains.

Death could even
make your acquaintance
amid the dark, laser-lit world
of cocktails, bass and

****** pick-up lines

because someone has
finally found
something worth fighting for.