A Prayer For Eire. by Lisa Teller
I pray for peace in Ireland across the ocean far,
That she find peace and contentment within your loving arms.
I pray for those who lead her toward a peaceful way,
Grant them your wisdom Lord not to fight another day.
I pray for the little ones when they go to sleep at night,
That they may know your comfort Lord , keep them safe from fright.
I pray they dream of happy things that little children dream,
Not of bombs, guns, and death that ugly war can bring.
I pray that you teach them Lord you made us all the same,
Help them to learn tolerance, and forgiveness in place of blame.
I pray not another mother hears her loving son is dead,
It does not matter on which side - they both bleed the color red.
I pray no more grief befalls another mother's heart,
For pretty flowers on dirty graves tear the world apart.
I pray for Eire's people, all victims of the crown,
It does not matter on which side - they both have been let down.
I pray for the country that divided two out of one,
May she take responsibility for what she created, and has done.
I pray that those who fought for peace have not died in vain,
But be remembered for their courage, Lord, and not just names on graves.
I pray you will be sympathetic Lord to their vision of equal rights, and a united Eire,
May you help them in their struggle, please Lord, hear my prayer.
I pray soon we see the day that two can become one,
At least living side by side, in harmony and love.
I pray that you teach them, Lord, to love, and not to hate,
And may they find the answer to the question of Eire's fate?
That she find peace and contentment within your loving arms.
I pray for those who lead her toward a peaceful way,
Grant them your wisdom Lord not to fight another day.
I pray for the little ones when they go to sleep at night,
That they may know your comfort Lord , keep them safe from fright.
I pray they dream of happy things that little children dream,
Not of bombs, guns, and death that ugly war can bring.
I pray that you teach them Lord you made us all the same,
Help them to learn tolerance, and forgiveness in place of blame.
I pray not another mother hears her loving son is dead,
It does not matter on which side - they both bleed the color red.
I pray no more grief befalls another mother's heart,
For pretty flowers on dirty graves tear the world apart.
I pray for Eire's people, all victims of the crown,
It does not matter on which side - they both have been let down.
I pray for the country that divided two out of one,
May she take responsibility for what she created, and has done.
I pray that those who fought for peace have not died in vain,
But be remembered for their courage, Lord, and not just names on graves.
I pray you will be sympathetic Lord to their vision of equal rights, and a united Eire,
May you help them in their struggle, please Lord, hear my prayer.
I pray soon we see the day that two can become one,
At least living side by side, in harmony and love.
I pray that you teach them, Lord, to love, and not to hate,
And may they find the answer to the question of Eire's fate?
My inspiration for this poem is my love for a country and its people. May God Bless Northern Ireland.
| It brought tears to my eyes, and hope to my heart. ~Amen - Cathlyn |
