Seven seven 06

Seven seven 06

Fifty two weeks on

Fifty two incomplete journeys

Fifty two flowers with broken stems

Fifty two multiples of hurt

Fifty two severed arteries

Fifty two vacuuming darknesses

Fifty two shared rivers of tears

Fifty two bindings for open wounds

Fifty two opportunities to forgive

Fifty two new stories

Fifty two weeks on

7/7/06 a year on from the bombings in London that took 52 lives and affected so many others.
52 words in the poem,
52 branches cut early,
countless injured people those who were physically caught up in it and those who have torn hearts because of it.
52 more reasons for love to prevail over hate.