So saddened by the recent news, I wrote this poem:
I read through the news and my consciousness bled.
I learned of the twelve who had perished that night,
And feeling so sad, so exceedingly sad,
I couldn’t conceive of the shock and the fright.
I’ve sighed through the stories of loss and escape;
Ironic details, heroic salvation…
My feelings can’t even begin to take shape,
I am at a loss to achieve comprehension.
This prompts to remember that life can be brief;
It’s fragile and often can seem so unfair…
Aurora, be strong at your moment of grief,
Remember the victims in mutual prayer.