Monday, 11 July 2011


Bombing, shooting, murdering thugs,
Living a violent life,
Permanently maiming
With their bitter, angry strife.
A quarter of a century
With nothing but this war,
I wonder if we'll ever see
The way it was before
A ceasefire, though not permanent,
A taste of freedom given,
Normality is reigning,
Is this what's known as heaven?
Talks about talks are starting,
Decommissioning must take place
Weapons no longer needed,
Return them with good grace
People now are coming
To visit our wee land
Jobs are in the prospect
If tourism will expand.
We like what we have tasted,
We all must take a stance
And not return to violence
But just give this a chance