- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Belfast
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Profound,
Without a sound,
The soldiers march on.
You, you stand watching,
Waiting for the fall.
Once it's started
We can't turn the lights
Back on.
It's a simple twist of fate -
It's the mystery of hate.
What's mine is yours -
What's ours is yours.
Please inform us when our blood is enough.
When have tanks and guns
Ever proven right?
We've died for our freedom
Yet still you make us fight.
When night comes
It will never be dawn.
Take in the scenery
Before it is all gone.
It's a green paradise,
Why must we fight?
Lay down our guns
Let's make it right.
