TC/0377

WHAT THEN?

Once more the tears begin to flow in this our little land,
Omagh the peaceful little town robbed by the bombers' hand,
People laughed and chatted and life it looked so well,
With friendship, love and the promise of "peace" for
the town they loved so well.
But the bombers hearts were sick and wicked to the core,
When evil visited this little town and through the streets it tore,
As the innocent were slaughtered, like a scene straight out of hell,
Our loved ones died "in the name of what?" in
the town they loved so well.
The doctors and nurses worked tirelessly with unconditional love,
The help they give so willingly was sent from heaven above,
Then "good overcame the evil" as God worked through
their hands,
Helping the people from Omagh and the folk from other lands.
What has been gained from this evil deed?
How do they feel today?
Happiness and peace of mind, or sick and dark decay,
On earth the bombers have made their name 'O evil wicked men'
Some day death will claim their lives.
O evil men, What then?
Arleen Roddy, Newtownabbey.

Publisher: TYRONE CONSTITUTION

Ref: TC/0377

Published Date: 27-Aug-98