Some eighty years ago

bombs rained from the sky

several times per day.


These walls bear the scars

of war, and tell a story

of astounding resilience:

“We shall never surrender.”


The bombings didn’t end with the war.

Last week, some angered soul

saw fit to bomb the tube.

Twenty-nine injured.


Every day, I walk

past the legacy of war.

And I wonder—


When will we learn

that acting in hate

is never the answer?


When will we learn

from the scars of the past?