poetry, trails of thought

[Re]claiming #Belfast

Belfast now belongs to me 

In way it never did.

Belfast now does sing to me

In a way it never could.

Belfast now is so deep in my soul 

In a way I never did witness true.

And Belfast now I reclaim proud 

And loud and tall and despite her shroud,

As city of lights and heights and wills:

The release of real freedom

 From the lover who killed.






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