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People of my generation in Northern Ireland just wonder...what the Flaming Nora the last 40 years were about.
And yet...though we will never forget the dark, dark days of Hell...we see a new day come. I know I do.

No Contest

Fdf5205c-8b5b-4da8-a6dc-63fe28d680a9by Billy J. Stewart18 Apr 2014

One day, Hell arranged his forces,
Laid them out in strategic positioning,
Lining up the Dragoons of Death.
Hell smirked.
“I have this in the bag!
I’ve sown the seed, seeded the lie, lied the twist, twisted reality.
They’ve bought it.
Right, let the show begin..!”
And off he set them, wave after wave.
Year after year…
Of posturing,
Brutality,
Bare-faced lying,
Blame games,
Blood-letting,
Mass Murder,
Mind-trolling,
Mad dog bating,
Mayhem,
Rioting,
Raving,
Ranting,
Rabble-rousing,
Rat infested sewer-crawling,
Roaring the rhetoric of lunacy,
Refusing to say sorry,
Violence,
Vote-rigging,
Victim mentality,
Incitement to act and then retaliate,
Inevitable searing loss,
Indoctrination and brutalisation of children,
Hypocrisy,
Pretending it never happened,
Atrocity-topping,
Finger-pointing,
Flag waving,
Fist-thumping,
Kerb-painting,
Bin-clanging,
Drum-banging,
Gun-toting,
Name-calling,
Tilt-switching,
Tit-for-tat,
Widow-making,
Sectarianism,
Stomach-churning,
Sick-inducing,
Self-justification,
Shouting over,
Self-absolving,
Storing up of an ocean of hurt,
Silent screaming,
Street-marching,
Semtex placing,
Onslaught, bang, bang, bang.
Hell looked at his work and was rather pleased.
He said “It is bad!
Real bad-assed bad. I’m the man!”
And then,
Out of chaos, out of darkness,
In complete defiance of the above tsunami of bile,
Came a still, small, voice,
That never stops,
No matter what,
No matter how many knock-backs,
For no matter who.
He was rather nothing much to look at.
At first.
“Hello Hell, my name is…
Hope.
I always appear, as my day follows your night.
I haven’t gone away, you know..!”
Hell laughs himself sore…
And yet…
Determines to eradicate Hope.
Something about Hope rankles him.
Hell says to Hope “I will have you!”
Hope says to Hell “I already have you!”
Hell says to Hope “I will batter you into submission!”
Hope, unblinking, leans over and whispers to the already defeated ear of Hell….
”Come and have a go if you think you’re hard enough!”
Hell says “I’ll be back!”
Hope says “Yes you will, but I’ll never leave,
I will never give up, never give in,
And in the end of all things,
I will crush you, once and for all!
You’ve got that to look forward to.
There will be no mercy!”
Hell is silent.
He knows.
There is no contest.