by Oscar Bruce

Guns shooting everywhere,

This might just be my worst nightmare,

I see my family,

Here, there.

It truly is

Just so unfair,

It’s really, very, surely mean.

All these mean men,

Big and lean.

So, please go away, War,

You’re acting like you’ve just turned 4.

Then there was an explosion,

A big, dark and vibrant motion,

Many crowds all in distress,

All from one big large mess.

Scary, dark, big and mean,

Some of us might even scream,

Sometimes I sit and wonder,

All day long,

About why someone would do something

So, so, wrong.

Written by Oscar Bruce as part of Poetry as Commemoration workshops led by Lucinda Jacob in St. Matthew’s National School, Sandymount in May 2022.