Errands Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H I J K L A M C N O| We repeat the aim of the IRA has always been the liberation of our homeland Any who aid or abet the enemy must fall full prey to force of arms The Republican Proclamation | A |
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| Somewhere in the distance a dog kept at his baying A long mournful whelping that seemed torn from the damp night's very throat Sean could not help but hear it so deeply did the dog's vocal cords implant sound upon human ears He could not help but think of the provos warning nuzzled like that dog's steady cry over and over into the fabric of one's memory swift as searing iron | B |
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| Aid or abet he murmured softly to himself a long distance is covered by such a comment | C |
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| His Catholic heritage did him no justice in resolving the torment By birth name even appearance and occupation all such persuasions meant he should embrace what the Republicans preached One no sooner got his name on their lips Sean Paddy MacGuire than they knew him Catholic Two grandfathers had died in the troubles prior to Erie's break with Westminster That alone should dictate undying hatred for the English and their stooges the Prods in Ulster He found little comfort though in the ever continuing war of nerves Yet the manifesto bade every Catholic to think with his blood and put shoulder to duty | D |
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| Sean emptied his glass left his seat at the window's ledge and made for the tavern door Sectarian violence often came to pubs and was drawn clearly along denominational lines O'Leary's was an obvious target for Protestant extremists that much he knew Still a man needed a pint from time to time so he doubted if he would discontinue the practice | E |
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| He shook his gabardine jacket clear of his arm and stepped into the night Overhead a moon glimpsing the clouds made through an effortless sky He might should impulse seize him step through the border area of Protestant Ulster to reach his home near Falls Road Suddenly the pub door became a fringe of orange heat amid whirls of smoke Barely clear of the doorway MacGuire was propelled by the force of the explosion's impact clear of danger Dazed and uncomprehending the full realization of his chance good fortune not yet registered he stood watching the flames etch their amber fingers through the archway into the pilings about the roof Elsewhere two figures ran through the night scarce turning to watch their most recent torching Had he a revolver bringing them down would have been matter of fact at least the part of squeezing several bullets in succession about their direction He had no such weapon and could only watch them make good their escape | F |
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| From the vicinity of the blast Sean could make out only engulfing fire spreading itself over the full circumference of O'Leary's pub Placing coat against face he edged closer to the door in hope of entering the building Common sense told him anyone in the interior of the pub would be cremated by now Foolish to speculate further about them he winced The demolished doorway also seemed to exclude any survivors since in all likelihood the blast had originated from those quarters Silently he tried to reconstruct the former faces about a room which minutes before had seen quiet patrons sipping a pre supper drink He was close enough to peer about the ruins of the entrance A form or rather a booted figure face down under what appeared a fallen beam lay motionless before him Astride the man he half dragged then manacled the bleeding figure clear of the surging flames Ensuring his immediate safety MacGuire went a second time into the now inferno like remains of O'Leary's Conscious now of the enormity of the blast as sirens wailed and a clatter of noise began grim faced police and officers whose job it was to make sense of such happenings began to arrive He was about to attempt a second entry when a wall of fire ended further heroism He could not visualize anyone surviving twin disasters of explosion and torch For a scant moment he watched the smoke billow into the sky illuminating the shabby houses of the neighbourhood Nowhere could he find it within himself to hate This surprised even frightened him An utter exhaustion filled him as he turned to see whom chance had allowed escape from the fire | G |
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| His shadow cast a tower's presence about the parking lot onto the prostrate form Swallowing hard MacGuire prepared to stare into the face of the man he had carved from fire's possession In a single motion once his fist grabbed the man's clothing a muzzle lay against his throat | H |
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| Thought I was through eh damned Mickey the fierce eyes seemed to speak all at once I've killed tonight I'd soon as kill you now and complete the errand 'cepting I may need the temporary use of your skin Now get to your feet | I |
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| MacGuire obliged the blackened face with nostril openings gaping hate Already he was calculating his chances The area was filling with people The light from the raging building had ended their darkness The gunman shoved the revolver again into his face The man seemed to enjoy his threats of pistol whipping and promised death MacGuire looked once again into the face more from force of the last twenty minutes' unreality than any perplexity of fear | J |
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| Got to think fast must use the chance card of generosity for all its worth he thought | K |
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| I saved your life he pronounced slowly It met the anticipated response In that slow second when his gaze met his assailant an opportunity afforded itself The gunman in a mock gesture of appreciation had trained the weapon barely upward into his reach In a single motion half embrace and step into his adversary's stride he had the man over MacGuire was instantly aware of his opponent's strength Enraged at the ruse's success he glanced a blow across the Catholic's forehead | L |
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| Guess you're happy he's dead the soldier was saying as he helped wrap a bandage into place We're grateful for any extremist's death Makes our job a lot easier he was almost laughing now Death wore such an ordinary face when it courted so often | A |
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| Sean had yet to reply He was staring at the shovel with the snapped handle The blade had separated on impact against the terrorist's head The man was nowhere to be seen Rescue squads the familiar ambulance fire brigades were attempting a body count in the rubble of O'Leary's | M |
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| Say you alright I said guess you're pleased you managed to pull away from that one the lively soldier virtually leered as he pressed again for some comment | C |
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| The dog his noise did you | N |
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| No the soldier stared uncomprehending | O |
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