Enniskillen 1987

I remember that day well Dad wore his best suit It wasn't really black But Mum said it would do I remember arriving early and waiting for it all to begin Mum passed me a Hymn book and told me to join in and sing I remember the clock striking eleven well I remember the tenth strike but then all I remember are the screams and that blinding flash of light I remember Mummy crying and Mrs O'Reilly's face I remember that sort of sick smell that hung around the place I remember seeing flaying arms and bodies strewn across our street I remember smelling burning and the sound of pounding feet I remember the tears and the bitterness the continuous crying sound the sheer hatred, the disbelief houses burnt too the ground I remember the man on the TV in his long black coat shouting about the revolution and telling us all how to vote I remember the revolution claiming victory while the church bells tolled for the dead I remember thinking where is Daddy and crying that night in bed I remember life was never the same people abandoned to their fate but most of all my friend I remember Enniskillen November eighth