London Bridge

Severe threats were imminent
According to MRS May
Downplayed from the critical
Flowers and candles play
Out upon the streets
Of Manchester and to
Threats were clearly ominously
Challenging all through

There is hatred and malignancy
Some now vent their spleen
With all the worst intentions
That there has ever been
We really feel their rancour
And the barbarity we hear
The outrage and the cruelty
And the spitefulness thats here

We hear a white van driving south
Drove into people on
The bridge they say at London Bridge
Three men got out from upon
And all were brandishing long sharp knives
Proceeding then to thrust
Them into and onto the victims
With venality and disgust

It mattered not to them just anyone would do
Throats were slashed and people stabbed
Their acrimony true
To screams of godlike manifestations
They rampaged down the street
And down the steps into the Borough
Their sullenness complete

The loathing and hostility
The wrath the shock the awe
The middle east’s anathema
Creating its own gore
The odious contested
And Offensively declared
Everyone would feel their pain
Nobody would be spared

By this time lots of ambulances
And police cars were around
Sirens
Headlights
Camera phones
And panic did abound
Cordons shouting the debacle
Coming to a head
Clearly lots of injuries
And several people dead

Twitter and facebook reporting
The malice all could feel
The balefulness the evilness
It was clearly real
The benevolence of the many
And the malevolence of some
All played out on this saturday night
With the terrorist scum

Clear evil goers radicalised somewhere
In mosques in books and pamplets
In the warm night air
Releasing all their pent up woes
Paradise was where
Whoever they struck and slaughtered
Would gain a high seat there
This is their belief
Their ruthlessness we see
Remorselessly they conquer
Anyone who be

Near them or around them
Unfeelingly they will
Without any empathy at all
Just stop and kill
And so tonight we shall have to wait
For what Sunday does hold
And how the police and MRS MAY
Intends and sees it rolled

Out across the london streets
What are they going to do
Clearly we are under attack
That much we know is true
Just three blokes in a white van
Can hold london to account
And maim and kill so many souls
Yes an unholy amount.