POEMS & SONGS
| AFTERMATH | BABY DOHERTY | TO THE VICTIMS OF THE BOMBS IN MONAGHAN & DUBLIN |
| STAY STRONG | CHILD OF OUR TIME | HOME |
Aftermath
All day have I waited here, now I must go home What will await me there, now that he has gone
Sunshine fading through pale leaves I see
Shining gold though cold to feel Shadows formed by railings as I pass Form strange shapes that pay me no heed Feelings that I cannot suppress Press in with growing night.
Sad am I
What must I do? Should I make haste? Should I delay?
Each day is now the same, since he comes back no more
Children are home from school, laughter no longer gay
Just a short time ago, he lived, he breathed,
Passed this same place, next instant he was gone
Sunshine fading through pale leaves I see
Shining gold though cold to feel Shadows formed by railings as I pass Form strange shapes that pay me no heed Feelings that I cannot suppress Press in with growing night.
Sad am I
What must I do? Should I make haste? Should I delay?
Will I be 'ere the same, sorrow so hard to bear
'Tis that I have no choice, now that I am alone
He never will be back
No more his child to see No more will I see him No more will he see me.
This song was composed and written by a New Zealander, Brent Parker, immediately after the Dublin and Monaghan bombings. It was recorded by soprano, Angela Feeney with the RTE Concert Orchestra. However, to the best of our knowledge, it has never been played on RTE Radio.
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POEMS & SONGS
| AFTERMATH | BABY DOHERTY | TO THE VICTIMS OF THE BOMBS IN MONAGHAN & DUBLIN |
| STAY STRONG | CHILD OF OUR TIME | HOME |
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