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We were on holiday in Jersey, Channel Islands, when we awoke to the news of the Manchester terror attack. On the plane, on our way home, I could not help but reflect on the tranquillity that existed at 38, 000 feet, heaven like, masking the turbulence below.
38 Thousand feet
Soft velvety islands floating on blue
Holding no fear for me or for you
Just calm tranquillity, peace for this moment
To reflect on how you can offer condolence.
For those slaughtered whilst enjoying their youth
Innocents taken for some misplaced truth
That perpetuates evil towards fellow man
To kill, maim and flames of hatred fan
Today’s news seems so unreal from up here
I cannot see earth, only scenes that endear
Yet the turbulent descent is a timely reminder
Of uncomfortable truths, all whilst the kinder
People emerge to reclaim their space
Offering compassion and love to replace
The evil barbarity that we must defeat
In a world which looks better at 38 thousand feet
38 Thousand feet
Soft velvety islands floating on blue
Holding no fear for me or for you
Just calm tranquillity, peace for this moment
To reflect on how you can offer condolence.
For those slaughtered whilst enjoying their youth
Innocents taken for some misplaced truth
That perpetuates evil towards fellow man
To kill, maim and flames of hatred fan
Today’s news seems so unreal from up here
I cannot see earth, only scenes that endear
Yet the turbulent descent is a timely reminder
Of uncomfortable truths, all whilst the kinder
People emerge to reclaim their space
Offering compassion and love to replace
The evil barbarity that we must defeat
In a world which looks better at 38 thousand feet
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