Hardened as we are becoming to the world events, I was still shocked by this morning’s news from Brussels. As I listened to the reports whilst traveling to work, the insanity of one segue struck a chord such that I had to  compose this to escape my head…

~  Radio news, served cold  ~

The morning news broadcasts the horror (again).

Of violent deaths of innocent people,

everyday folk, living everyday lives.

Chatting, noisy, smiling people;

families and workers traveling free,

caught in a cacophony of catastrophe.

As deaths are tallied

and war-wounds examined

we hand over to our market desk,

where gold is up,

and airline stocks are falling.

I am sure heads will roll…

~Richard