Brendan Curran with a poem from his expansive body of work.



 The Land Mine  . . . Dublln Road, Newry

You drive across it, not looking down
A massive hole once in the ground
The deafening noise all around
A large crater, was all to be found
 ♞♜♝
Forgotten, their memories and cries that night 
Sacrificed in a thundering flash of light
Their faces don’t fade as the years pass by
 In the thoughts of loved ones who couldn’t say good bye
♞♜♝
So many were to die on the same stretch of road
Civilians, prison officers a terrible toll
A high court judge ,and his family too
Gunfire and explosions…in an eerie hue
♞♜♝

The death traps hidden into the ground
No longer needed, as peace is at last found
The peace was hard fought for with a heavy price
Family’s grieving …a life of sacrifice

⏩ Brendan Curran,  Irish conflict poems 2020

The Land Mine . . . Dublin Rd Newry

Brendan Curran with a poem from his expansive body of work.



 The Land Mine  . . . Dublln Road, Newry

You drive across it, not looking down
A massive hole once in the ground
The deafening noise all around
A large crater, was all to be found
 ♞♜♝
Forgotten, their memories and cries that night 
Sacrificed in a thundering flash of light
Their faces don’t fade as the years pass by
 In the thoughts of loved ones who couldn’t say good bye
♞♜♝
So many were to die on the same stretch of road
Civilians, prison officers a terrible toll
A high court judge ,and his family too
Gunfire and explosions…in an eerie hue
♞♜♝

The death traps hidden into the ground
No longer needed, as peace is at last found
The peace was hard fought for with a heavy price
Family’s grieving …a life of sacrifice

⏩ Brendan Curran,  Irish conflict poems 2020

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