Wounded - bitting back the sharks fight!

HONKING EVERYWHERE?
The scene was heinous.
HEINOUS! CRIMES! COMMITED!

But everywhere there was only stillness and
a tread of water
to melt the iron curtain from cooling.

Why is this. . .

Permissible.
Not allowed to behave.
Or - risk of apology.

Though here I am.
And I shine a glowing sparkle.

It flickers in the distance or radiant energy.
An energy that radiates.

And spans the darkness into light.

Igniting.
A fusion of dreams.
Allowing in miracle works.

Men and women,
putting down their weapons
of hate.

The sounds of streets;
I listen.

I'm fond of such beauty in times
of needing
company.

Where stranger things happen
might I be.

We're all innocent in the company
of needing.