People deny the wrong they do
Blank blot out don’t see
Private wrongs are hidden away
I am presentable me
Until I have to stand in court
And face the evidence
The public knowledge of my deeds
The shame of my offence
I saw interrogation true
A policeman brings to light
All the deeds of darkness
Till now kept out of sight
He did not batter the suspect down
Or shout accuse or lie
He treated him as equal
And gently began to pry
The suspect saw the doors all close
Escape was out of reach
Only silence now remained
And finally the breach
We need true conversations
To live a wholesome life
Parents with their children
Husband too and wife
Prayer is the greatest honesty
Be still before the Lord
Face his goodness every day
Listen to his word
Brian Fahy
3 October 2022
+ I have just watched a video of the police interrogation of Colonel Russell Williams, in Ottawa in 2010. The psychological brilliance of this interrogation brought a man in denial to admit all the wrongs that he had done.
Erris Poetry 