The Easter JournalThe Easter Journal8 years ago in Historical More Like This
April 23, 1916 Easter Sunday
My family found it interesting that this year my twentieth birthday coincided with the rising of our Lord. I didnt really think much of it. Perhaps I should have been somewhat proud of the similarity, but it wasnt exactly the most pressing issue on my mind. Father got me a present this year, just like he said he would. He spent nearly all of his money to buy me a Winchester 1897 12-gauge shotgun that was smuggled into the country.
It was hard to come by ever since those damned Brits put up the imported weapons ban. But Father didnt want me to be stuck with some German piece of junk like everyone else. He insisted on getting me something that was American-made. You know how hes obsessed with the Yanks. If he could, hed pack up everything we had and go right to America. Hell, he already considers himself one with that
The Bogside MassacreThe Bogside Massacre5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Bogside Massacre
Young men, boys
Young Irish Martyrs.
Your friends are dead, thirteen bodies
Curly-haired kids, jaws slack and dead
Shot in the back those cowards!
Those cowards who lowered their eyes
to the triggers of their guns
and shot those young boys dead.
A shame. A crying shame.
Thirteen white crosses beside thirteen names
Fifty-nine, forty-one year old men, slain,
Six were seventeen.
All because of tyrannical cowards who
Shoot kids when they run away.
Well, let this be said, for your sins,
the oppressed, who offered you an olive branch you passed
You've turned them into Irish Martyrs
You've dug your grave; you've made this monster
You told us that guns are more powerful than the tongue,
Let alone the press, the pen
And you shall reap a whirlwind.