Here is the link to an article about the explosion that happened very recently: [link]
The explosion is what really inspired me to write this poem. From the view on my road, it looked like the explosion took place in the building where my parents work, and so I was extremely worried. I ran downtown to check that it wasn't the same building, and thank god it wasn't, and my parents were fine. There were no casualties, although it's been confirmed that there was definitely asbestos.
When I got downtown, there were helicopters telling everyone to stay indoors and close all windows. This is what really frightened me, showing how serious the situation was. I realised that I wouldn't know what to do if I had lost my parents, and these things really do happen. And then I realised that I could be in danger myself. It really made me think about how I treat my body; the things I put it through and how I see it. This experience made me so much more grateful for the body I have, and I would like to share this with you all.