Not my usual type of blogpost today, but as I am currently living in London, I couldn’t not address the terrible event that has happened today.
It was a cruel and senseless attack, and my prayers are with all those involved.
“When late I sang sad was my voice,
Sad were the shows around me with deafening noises of hatred
and smoke of war;In the midst of the conflict, the heroes, I stood,Or pass’d with slow step through the wounded and dying.
But now I sing not war,Nor the measur’d march of soldiers, nor the tents of camps,Nor the regiments hastily coming up deploying in line of battle;No more the sad, unnatural shows of war.
Ask’d room those flush’d immortal ranks, the first forth-stepping
armies?Ask room alas the ghastly ranks, the armies dread that follow’d.”-Walt Whitman, The Return of the Heroes