There be an attack
sudden and intact
be it in an airport busy
a bomb planted tricky
near the Help Desk
exploded in a frisk
killed a score and more
there were many more
innocence trespassed in the fray
pleasant face turned grey
those alive the minute before
fell dead the minute after
be so in Brussels in the morning
a calamity of a terrible kind in the offing.
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