Belt of No Faith
Early morning
In various places
Faiths of many
Wearing different faces
Families descend
To spend their time
Families intend
To queue in line
Shoppers gather
Sellers sell
Many hundreds
Getting on so well
A face so different
Enters the scene
Although they blend
The look of mean
Position chosen
Before this day
No thought or care
Of who they slay
Connection met
Explosion spew
Scarlet life
In sporadic flew
Innocents scattered
Families torn
These newly called martyrs
From natures womb born
Media coverage
To foreign lands
Showcase this horror
By cowardly hands
Carnage cleared
Blue skies return
To witness the horror
Where many lives turned
This belt of no faith
Triggered for what
Remembered today
Tomorrow forgot
The people's people
Return every day
Market Square Hero's
In-spite of the slay
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