On the seventh day
Of
the seventh month
Londoners
paid the price
The
ultimate price
in
blood and death
In
part only they paid
On
that July morning
For
years of liberalism
Historically
Opening our doors
To
the world
Offering
Succor
To
every race and creed
And
on July 7th
Our
kindness was repaid
Not
in like kind
But
in bloody vengeance
By
the terror of Islam
They
bit viciously
At
the hand that fed them
A
hand offered in friendship
Torn
to shreads
Instead
of embracing us
And
returning in kind
They
choose instead
To
embrace terror
We
should beware
Of
giving of our hearts
To
the heartless ones
Who
plot to destroy us
This
was only a warning
They
will come again
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