Poetry Challenge #7 05/08/2012 THE BELFAST CHILD

When my love said to me
Meet me down by the gallow tree
For it’s sad news I bring
About this old town and all that it’s offering
Some say troubles abound
Some day soon they’re gonna pull the old town down
One day we’ll return here,
When the Belfast Child sings again

Brothers sisters where are you now
As I look for you right through the crowd
All my life here I’ve spent
With my faith in God the Church and the Government
But there’s sadness abound
Some day soon they’re gonna pull the old town down

One day we’ll return here,
When the Belfast Child sings again
When the Belfast Child sings again

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Some come back Billy, won’t you come on home
Come back Mary, you’ve been away so long
The streets are empty, and your mother’s gone
The girls are crying, it’s been oh so long
And your father’s calling, come on home
Won’t you come on home, won’t you come on home

Come back people, you’ve been gone a while
And the war is raging, in the Emerald Isle
That’s flesh and blood man, that’s flesh and blood
All the girls are crying but all’s not lost

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The streets are empty, the streets are cold
Won’t you come on home, won’t you come on home

The streets are empty
Life goes on

One day we’ll return here
When the Belfast Child sings again
When the Belfast Child sings again

written by KERR, JAMES / MACNEIL, MICHAEL JOSEPH / BURCHILL, CHARLES

A song by Simple Minds The Belfast Child was a NO1 in 1989. The song talks of the times when the troubles were at their worst .

This is a very poignant portrayal of the worst of  The Troubles. It is set to the tune of the Irish folk song “She Moved Through the Fair“, but has completely different words. Jim Kerr wrote the song a few days after the Enniskillen bombing  a bomb planted by the IRA exploded during a Remembrance Day service at Enniskillen in County Fermanagh, killing 12 people and injuring at least 63.

A Sad and poignant song telling of the grief and waist of a country divided, family on family senseless pointless war faring.

Poetry Challenge #7 is to create a journal of links and your reactions to poems by established (living or dead poets.) Details are here.  Example response is here. Mr. Linky for Challenge #7 is directly below:

Lost in the Spin

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The hole is big and black, each day it grows more and more. I can no longer resist, I am sinking into the floor.

I need to relax and slip into the spin round and round, down and down my luck is running thin. Relax, relax fall into the spin round and round down and down my luck is running thin.

Watch what you say mind your mouth your words will hang you your luck is running south. Hold tight hold tight don’t say anything if you open your mouth out all the wrong things will spring.

I need to relax and slip into the spin round and round down and down my luck is running thin. Relax, relax fall into the spin round and round down and down my luck is running thin.

Watch out watch out your time is running thing so look where you walk or you will fall into the spin. No point no point you will never win  so give up give up and fall into the spin.

Deep , dark, black it is ripe for the spin down , down my eyes are growing so thin.Relax, relax fall into the spin round and round down and down my luck is running thin.

Time Thief

Time is now, there is neither past nor future.

We stand here in the moment. We can’t go back and rewrite what has gone before.

There is no way that we can influence what is to come. “What” I hear you say. “We can plan, we can organize.”

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You are fooling yourselves you may be able to influence some things but not the important.

Take your chance now. “Do not put off to tomorrow that which can be done today.”

A truer statement has not been made. Don’t let the future rob you of the now.

Do not let the past wrap you up in remorse, regret or even yearning.

It is gone and never will return, if you are lucky it may have taught you something.

The future is a thief, beware it does not steal your chance to do things. It robs by slight and stealth. Tomorrow I will meet you, tomorrow I will come, I won’t forget to ring you but yet tomorrow never comes.

I wish I had, if only, if only once again it’s gone and past and all that lasts is eternal pain.

The lessens are there for learning and once we really look the lines are clear the pages open so take a close, close look my dear.

Is that all you have tosay?

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I opened up my heart to you, bared my soul to you today .You looked me in the eye and calmly told me I had two choices …was that all you had to say?

I do not mean mean to squabble nor yet to complain but this is my life life on the line  not just some silly game.

Where do I go from from here which road should I take .You calmly smile and tell you can’t interfere I must make my own mistake.

Well if that is all you have to offer, all that you can contribute. No words of wisdom , nor of care I shall have to conclude that you don’t give a hoot!

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Hi everyone I am sneaking in with a short poem today. sending you all my love and encouragement. I cannot possibly catch up on all your wonderful work you have all done. So if you could forgive me for drawing a line and hopefully starting from here … if I can without being nagged !

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