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Massereene. A war poem.
Massereene. A war poem.
The pizza men they left their van they strolled towards the Army gate,
Moments later shots would clatter from misguided youth of hate.
Two soldiers are announced as dead four people left as a news buffet.
A country chokes on hard things to swallow
The news belongs to the Real IRA.
What is the point in death? When a cause is seen as lost
Why go back to an ice age that still enjoys defrost.
Ireland now is of course not perfect
It has taken so long, so many stages,
But it cannot now be taken back to those awful dark ages.
The People cry with anguish that another Mothers Son,
Must die for what?
From a global terrorist gun,
A gun that knows no sense and really has not got a clue
About the public opinion, but causes a new security review.
“Why cant we go to work,
Why cant we go to school
Why cant we all live under…
Peace and sense, a majority rule.”
Two young lives are lost this problem is immense
What the hell is wrong with people and common sense?
Two families they grieve their loss.
Their deaths have made us all feel numb..
May the power of God forgive
But not forget,
That life can be so beautiful
But even an idyllic pond
Can be full of scum.
