London's night of tragedy

Poem about the high rise block of flats that caught fire, many dying.

London’s night of tragedy

London’s burning
Heads are turning
A dreadful night
Flats alight.

Grenfell Tower
Has no sprinkler shower
Goes up in smoke
And people choke.

Flames leap high
Lighting up the sky
Onlookers gape
As some escape.

Firemen tried
To rescue those inside
It’s hopeless though
The building’s aglow.

So many perished
Loved and cherished
Misery and fears
Broken hearts and tears.

TV crews
Filmed the news,
Sharing the horror
There’ll be more on our screens tomorro’.