Dealing With The Past

by Daniel O'Neill
(Cookstown, Co.Tyrone)

Tell me old man, who used to live here
Death, hunger, hatred and plenty of fear
And tell me old man are they still around
Oh yes my boy in every town.

They think they have hidden themselves well away
but they can't help but rise like the trout in May
And when they do its not a pretty sight
for sense reason and logic all take to flight

Old man is there a cure for this great disease
Oh yes my boy honest history if you please
The truth the truth will set us all free
I will forgave him and he will me

For when all this is done and this all is said
we will sleep every night in our comfortable beds
with stomachs full and empty heads.

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