From the north

Yes i am from the north and from the north I am
Quiet and innocent I am most of the time alone
I can never go back to there to that place ever
The place of war and memory of war day after day
Yes I am here now in the peace and quiet of now
but haunted by the past and places I have been
Omagh the place where I began nurse training
Twenty eight years after I left they suffered
The floor could not hold me when I heard of it
I was writing a prayer for peace at that moment
As the bomb ripped through their lives I was
sitting writing a simple prayer for peace
simple prayer for peace at the exact moment
thousand of miles away and eight hours behind
My first thoughts went to Dennis and Margaret
Then to my hospital corridors I did not sleep
for a week I searched the papers for meaning