The heavens roared above the city,
I huddled in the corner flooded with fear.
Those who flew over the channel had no pity,
Not even enough to shed a tear.
The thundering sound filled the air,
One by one they fell.
Which kept me crouched in despair,
As I heard Big Ben’s bell.
The skies flashed a brilliant orange-red,
As the city sirens blared.
I realized I couldn’t get past my bed,
Maybe I will not be spared.
The room violently shook,
As the window above my head shattered.
I quickly crawled to another nook,
And noticed that my drapes were tattered.
I felt the heat from the fire outside,
Then the smoke poured in like an attack.
I finally realized I’m trapped inside,
This time the room went black.
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