Republican Seán Murry’s great-grandfather was in the British Army and Orange Order and his family lived on the Shankill Road. One of his daughters married a Catholic and converted. The history of the family on both sides of the wall is also depicted Murray’s short video ‘The Wall‘. The poem is next to Clonard Remembers.

“From the burning ashes of a Clonard Street is where I trace my own. Not fifty yards across the wall, my blood runs blue as well. The red brick walls and darkened halls where secrets never met. For fear a neighbor lent his ear to something he’d regret.//

To the sharpened steel and concrete wall that separates our minds. Where the language of indifference knows never to be kind. The towering church that rang its bells in a panicked cry for help. Drew boys and girls in fearless hordes through the smell of burning felt.//

Near fifty years of blood and tears some said we’d never learn? To put the past behind us and embrace another world. But Belfast streets refuse to give its secrets of the past. With the unrelenting notion that the die’s already cast. //

My truth is mine and yours is yours, no need for compromise. When a monopoly of victims can hide a thousand and lies. When pain and years of suffering is just reserved for some. The one we leave behind us will not escape the gun.”

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