#repealthe8th
This poem is now a song on https://soundcloud.com/musicalroutes
Soft day in general
some went off to pray at the cathedral
In our way we gave thanks
Sunset end of day temple riverbank.
Your eyes shone full of life
Living the dream in the west
where you believed that you had a choice
Remembering
Savita
Oh
gentle vibes forever flowing wild.
So how many more must Ireland lose?
How many more before stopping the abuse?
Don’t follow blindly crazy preachers
Healthcare basic feature.
Remembering Savita
Oh gentle vibes
Forever flowing wild.
Lack of true compassion must be a virus
Cults and politicians just desire us
But today the cure is here
Light will replace
Light will replace the fear
For every woman
Future generations.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 9:37 AM UTC
Little hands, fingernails, unblinking eyes,
No songs of sleep and peace.
A muffled voice, a deepened frown,
They watched your heartbeat as it drowned.
Two birds one stone
Two lives gone
"A Catholic country," she claimed.
But what's that worth
When thousands flee
And never return the same?
Eight hundred buried without care,
Four thousand more rotting away,
No homes to go to,
Not a Christian prayer,
For the unborn, they are saved.
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC