My appetite for news has slunk away
See people throwing babies from the tower
The only action I can take is prayer
On the ground, where many flowers are laid
Relatives of the victims stand for hours
My appetite for news has slunk away
I saw the red plume rising in the air
The smoke and smell destroy the offered flower
The only action I can take is prayer
The number of the dead increased today
Many lie reduced to ash upstairs
My appetite for news has slunk away
Over London hangs a cloud of grey
No shades but sorrow, rage shall flare
The only action I can take is prayer
Oh, has the News shocked edgy Mrs May
We must hold both violence and despair
My appetite for news has slunk away
The only way we can survive is prayer
