3 June 2012
Dear Mary,
I know you don't want to hear from me After what I've done, And I can only tell you every day is hard Since your husband's gone. If I could reverse it, Twist everything right back, I wouldn't have joined up at all I'd have stayed away, that's that. But it's what every lad did Back in the day, I've only reflected on it Now I'm in the Maize. I said I didn't know any Catholics I tried to save him, tried, It was all I could do To try and save him with a lie, But they made me prove myself, There was no way out So I waited til you And the baby weren't about. He was at the kitchen table With his back to me Talking to me all about Being a father-to-be, And while he nattered on I pulled the hammer back Then pulled that hefty trigger. Just another body in the stack. There's not a day goes by Without I think of that dear friend, Your husband who I murdered While his life I tried to defend. Because of those twisted paramilitaries I've lost my best friend And my dignity, will to live So, Mary, it's the end. All I want to know, As I apologise on this noose, Is that you forgive me For the hellish path I choosed.
Mary • Opuss № I