Once Upon A Rainy Street Poem by Roy Watkins

Running feet, along a Belfast street
Shadow large upon the muralled wall
Once upon a rainy street
A soldier standing tall
Running feet, watch the soldier fall
Blood flows into the rain filled gutter
Staring into the dark, rainy sky
Slowly to a wet end
His life begins to stutter
Somewhere they'll cheer
Others, destined to cry
A number on a number of charts
Another family with broken hearts
The rain stops, then starts
Shadows still tall
Yet distant now those running feet
Upon the rainy Belfast street.