They are so oppressed and we are free
That’s how we see our world our history
We are the good guys don’t you know
They are bad lost in ice and snow
Chinese are very foreign very strange
Up to now they have been out of range
Now they are on the rise their day has come
US power sees a setting sun
Russia suffered most last time round
Millions died on their sacred ground
All trust was gone only power will do
Build a wall control is with a few
The world’s policeman paid in blood and gold
US soldiers’ names are written bold
It’s time the old world came and met the new
Every nation we all have work to do
Every place has border issues too
And mixed constituents adding to the brew
Northern Ireland one slow suicide
Now the world indulges fratricide
Do good to those who hate you says the Lord
Advice we now regard as a dead word
It isn’t dead it just has not been tried
Listen again today to the one who died
Work to bring the fighting to an end
Then the work begins to make a friend
The never-ending work of making peace
Noble work to do that wars may cease
Brian Fahy
15 April 2022
Erris Poetry 