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Saturday, February 12, 2005

Poet & the Soldier


The Poet and The Soldier

In a pub one Sunday evening
At a time when companions should laugh without care
A poet and a soldier stopped to listen
Their minds on the Troubles

Their souls to lay bare
Then a tune, familiar yet fleeting
From the strings of a banjo

And the skin of a drum

The poet and the Soldier were retreating

On the wings of a new vision
Of All Ireland, as one


And so they sang a song for Ireland
And they were joined by the wailing

Of the dogs of war
And for their Mother's sons

They put down their guns
We fought for freedom, we'll all fight for peace

And we'll fight no more

For the soldier and his political vision
The song came like a Phoenix

Raising up though the din

And they say history it dies in revision

He once believed death is glory

If peace he could win

And the poet he used his words as a weapon

They all said he had cross-hairs on his pen
But he gazed hard and long

At the circle he'd drawn

Saying where is the war ending

And peace begin


As they sang the songs of their nation
The Poet and the Soldier, came to believe

And the toasted the next generation

We are united in peace

And united we're free