I woke up today and saw it on the news.
I was glad it happened there, far from me.
So ashamed I am of the relief I felt.
So many people had perished there.
I woke up today and saw it on the news.
I staggered, shocked I could barely think.
It terrified, horrified, paralysed me.
It happened on my doorstep, right here!
I woke up today and saw my reflection in the mirror.
I was listless; a forlorn face gazed back at me.
I heard shouts and wild animated yells.
I almost jumped out of my skin. Where, what? What danger now?
I looked and saw they were watching a football match.
Their cries and shouts depicted their joy.
I realized I lived in a bubble shut off from the world.
I mistook shouts of joy for cries of fear and dread.
I woke up today and thought to myself.
The world is still a beautiful place.
Despite these dark clouds of horror.
Threatening to smother hope and life.
I woke up today and realized I had lost my innocence.
I was no longer naive.
I have morphed, my perception of life has changed.
I now cherish each moment.