Ride On

 

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Crouching on street corners

moving in shadows,

living in towers, crawling through ditches.

Spitting,

petrol bombs

spitting

bullets,

spitting

hatred.

 

Hated by Rebels

hated by Loyalists,

defending rebels

defending loyalists,

killing

The Green and Gold,

killing 

The Red White and Blue,

it's just colourless killing.

 

Betrayed by Westminster,

criminalised.

Burying friends,

keeping the peace,

keeping the flag, 

Garvaghy Road,

The Falls,

The Shankill Butchers,

Enniskillen.

 

Bogside,

Creggen,

Waterside,

Clooney.

the fucking Craigavon bridge

over the suicide Folye,

flowing with piss, tears and blood.

Death on the doorsteps,

The City Walls the empty cases.

 

The peace process

and Tony Bliars stupid smile,

and Mo Mowlem is dead.

The gates of The Kesh rusted and open

and John Hume is dead.

A child of Good Friday holds a gun in his hand

he never scarped his mates brains from his boots.

and King Billy rides on

and a woman is dead.

 

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Wolfgar Miere

Thu 2nd May 2019 18:36

Thanks Trevor,

I've been traveling during the last week so haven't been communicating much, many thanks for your reading and comment on this one.

David.

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trevor homer

Thu 2nd May 2019 16:10

David, only just caught up with this - mighty powerful mate. Thanks

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Wolfgar Miere

Sun 28th Apr 2019 08:10

Thanks for popping by Stu, hope things are going well for you pal.

David.

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 27th Apr 2019 14:22

Thanks Tommy, much appreciated.

I hope all is well with you.

David.

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 26th Apr 2019 13:11

Thanks Steve,

Not at all, I see no reason these couldn't be lyrics..except they might get me bottled or piss bombed in some establishments.

I'm all for people expressing their interpretations and didn't mean to suggest you has misinterpreted. It's all good, just to be read is good enough.

Thanks again.

David.

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 26th Apr 2019 10:10

Thanks Steve,

I wanted to write about how in many ways the Good Friday Agreement is merely a sticking plaster to staunch an arterial bleed. Too many caveats and allowances. I very much believe in reconciliation councils, the problem lies within marginalised younger generations being influenced by dinosaurs from the past. The issue of a United Ireland and the struggle for it is not likely to evaporate until it is dealt with in a democratic manner.

There are many things standing in a Unions way, as long as they exist there will be violent manifestations of desire and unfortunately much suffering.

I have family connections to Londonderry and a strong desire for true peace and reconciliation.

I remember a life time of checking my vehicle for devices and witnessing the aftermath of many who failed to do so.

David.

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raypool

Thu 25th Apr 2019 22:27

Hi David. I can't add to your poem here anything that needs to be said because it so complete in itself and revealing - of the futility of permanent solutions to the bastard side of human nature, and how fragile they are.

Your commentary is also a fait accompli of personal experience and adds weight to the words. I personally feel that weight coming from you.

Ray

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Wolfgar Miere

Thu 25th Apr 2019 17:38

Thanks Dorothy,

it is a desperate situation when peace starts to slip away. The truth is although many things changed for the better in Ulster after The Good Friday Agreement it did not immediately eradicate hatred, poverty and ignorance. Honestly there is no reason anyone should ever think it would have done. There were/are many things wrong with the agreement, but still it is a better place than it was.

It saddens me, some young people on the fringes of society who were born into a more peaceful province are picking up the gun again after so much historic murder and betrayal.

I'll nip back in later to respond to others, but thanks all.

David.

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Stu Buck

Thu 25th Apr 2019 12:17

a very fine set of words indeed

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Tommy Carroll

Thu 25th Apr 2019 12:10

Sometimes Wolf it behoves the time for one boot to toe off the heal of the other and breathe deep and forget the work that you have achieved. This is such a piece.
Well done.
Well done.

Tommy

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Dorothy Webb

Thu 25th Apr 2019 07:23

Written wth passion - born of compassion
Dorothy

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