Monday, February 28, 2011

SRAID LABHAIR

SRAID LABRAID

I found my nitch in Peace
On the street
He speaks
Roaring out the slogan

SAOIRSE!
CEART!

Call of the street

Song of the sail
They came and pointed thier finger
Once Again.

SIOCAIN is broken

Silence prevails
The Wolf howls
The babble goes on

Today
Yesterday and Tomorrow

They talk
They speak
He says She says

DEIR! ABAIR!

For we hear the sound
On the street
Of our own voice
Of our pattering cana

A television sighs
Diversion is everywhere
Tomorrow we must
Today we will
we would if we could and we shall
Not words at all.

By the street
The silent speak
The cainte de doine
Is heard of the People

But the song lingers on amidst the swish
The sound and the Roar
Cease

The silence prevails
The night covers the horde
The sail passes by

Through the dawn
Through the dark
Through the day
Awaiting
TA sRAID LABAIR AGAM!

JUDI DONNELLY
copyright
FEBRUARY 27 2011

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