Poetry from Des Donnelly - contemporary Irish poet born 18th Nov 1955, Co. Tyrone, north Ireland.
Our country
One of people wandering the road
The dispossessed, only yesterday
Their lives homes stolen by British
Fast forward forget
All the homeless on the Canal
Praying in one direction or not
Our conscience means something or not
fleeting life blossoms
tell of falling tomorrows
love but the moment