After All

by John Flynn

And they thought the world would end,

Assembled there

In their church.  

My father alone refused. 

‘Let us wait. 

Let us see.’ 

And, perhaps, the world did end,

After all.

Reproduced with kind permission of the author. This poem was composed in Poetry as Commemoration workshops held at The Pearse Museum, Dublin, in October 2022. The workshops were led by writer Kevin McDermott.