In the quiet night
The day was hot
There was no rain in sight
Only the bright street
lights
Everyone in the night club
Drinking the time away
Conversation in hushed
voices
Dreaming of the lives
ahead
The music in full blast
The neon lights came alive
The stomping of feet on
the floor
The loud speakers blast
the sound
There was no warning
There was no threats
It came suddenly
The blast of explosion in
the night*
Many were injured
The music died that night
The crying and fear of
death
When lives seemed to float
away
The Islamic militants
claimed they did
The first hit on the land
we cherished
The chaos, fear and
division they seek
The police must turn the
guns on Isis
*note: on 28/6/16@puchong
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