Trying to escape
the cold wet roads
the blood
death
oneself
striving to live
unable to forgive
fire
shrieking toward a wrenching past
London
Ireland
bullets pierced my soul
leaving water for blood
unable to live
to forgive
fighting
murder
people
souls
hearts
children
Christ
families
buried
But to escape
to run
from the grief
to live
to forgive
to mend
the end