The Long Drive To Peace
For Gerry Adams and Peter RobinsonLimbs still juddering from the drive
Riddled with machine gun gears and tyres
The cruel tarmac suddenly stopped
And we were home.
I stepped out under a vault of stars
And staggered to the end of the world
Orion shaping his once mighty sword
To a ploughshare over Gola island
Peace descending all about me
And the once Bloody Foreland
@ Paul Larkin
Carraic -Gaoth Dobhair
5/02/2010