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divilthebit | Words, dear boy, words. divilthebit Words, dear boy, words. Skip to content Home About ← Older posts 1998 Belfast, Good Friday Posted on April 12, 2018 by divilthebit It was twenty years ago today… Agreement or excellent fudge? Not too sweet for shaking hands that offered, amid begrudgery, progress out of sinking sands. Officially born as Jesus died, ironic it yielded resurrection after forty angry years had tried to find us some new direction. We were lost and losing hope, struggling in a sorry state of endless angst. We couldn’t cope with love nor without hate. But we made the best of it, a normalcy under duress. Perseverance, pride and spirit in defiance of conquest. In the stars peace shone amid pettiness and bickering. Moments of calm led us on, they were brightness flickering. Then in the absence of war did we revel in it’s relief? When asked ‘what are you for?’ Did our answers nurture belief? We desired union...

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