Burning at the very gates of Heaven, The raging flames of Hell engulf What two wars and the plague Could never ****.
Brought down by a careless worker Who must learn to live With what he’s caused, While a city falls down to its knees.
Precious Paris, you wept with us When the Twin Towers fell, so now We reach out for your trembling hand In comfort and in sorrow shared. LJM
I lived through a Cathedral fire where I work, and I know the heartbreak, so my heart goes out to Paris. They may not always treat us nicely but they don't deserve this.