Poem -

masks at the door

masks  at the door

the Β child was sleeping on the settee ,mother ready for bed
when suddenly a knock came,all thoughts went through her head
its dark outside, an unusual knock,who would come at this time
she opened the door slowly,and fear she did find

pushed backwards into the hall,a masked man stood gun and all
3 men behind him all in black,she feared this was her last attack
gun pointed right into her face "we want your son,hes dead!"
the mothers heart froze solid,but courage took over instead

"not here!",she said "now get out,you'll never get my son!"
she begged them to tell her just what it was he done
the first masked man he pushed her up against the door
then quickly walked to the settee and pointed his gun some more

the mother thinking quickly as it was dark in the room
ran over and pushed the gun away,"my daughter only 5 soon"
the mother stared with a passion,of children in her blood
her eyes met with the masked mans and then he understood

"give him that message loud and clear to leave this city now!"
or we will be back to find him,some way, somehow
the mother took her her son away,as far as she could
she fought and done her own work,which turned out good

the son had done nothing to anger all those men
a mistaken identity how sick was that just then
the little girl was terrified from then until now
nightmares and sleeps with mammy from she witnessed a row

a joint disease she got after that,they say it was through stress
not knowing how it came about,left the family in a mess
the son went on through fear of it happening again
and mother has to battle on through all the painΒ 

destroying all the families are the big men with their guns
but strength and hope Β and togetherness
means the innocent have won
Β 

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