Michael Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DD BB EE BB FF GG HH AA EE II AAJJ K| There's something in your face Michael I've seen it all the day | A |
| There's something quare that wasn't there when first ye wint away | A |
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| It's just the Army life mother the drill the left and right | B |
| That puts the stiffinin' in yer spine and locks yer jaw up tight | B |
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| There's something in your eyes Michael an' how they stare and stare | C |
| You're lookin' at me now me boy as if I wasn't there | C |
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| It's just the things I've seen mother the sights that come and come | D |
| A bit o' broken bloody pulp that used to be a chum | D |
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| There's something on your heart Michael that makes ye wake at night | B |
| And often when I hear ye moan I trimble in me fright | B |
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| It's just a man I killed mother a mother's son like me | E |
| It seems he's always hauntin' me he'll never let me be | E |
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| But maybe he was bad Michael maybe it was right | B |
| To kill the inimy you hate in fair and honest fight | B |
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| I did not hate at all mother he never did me harm | F |
| I think he was a lad like me who worked upon a farm | F |
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| And what's it all about Michael why did you have to go | G |
| A quiet peaceful lad like you and we were happy so | G |
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| It's thim that's up above mother it's thim that sits an' rules | H |
| We've got to fight the wars they make it's us as are the fools | H |
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| And what will be the end Michael and what's the use I say | A |
| Of fightin' if whoever wins it's us that's got to pay | A |
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| Oh it will be the end mother when lads like him and me | E |
| That sweat to feed the ones above decide that we'll be free | E |
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| And when will that day come Michael and when will fightin' cease | I |
| And simple folks may till their soil and live and love in peace | I |
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| It's coming soon and soon mother it's nearer every day | A |
| When only men who work and sweat will have a word to say | A |
| When all who earn their honest bread in every land and soil | J |
| Will claim the Brotherhood of Man the Comradeship of Toil | J |
| When we the Workers all demand 'What are we fighting for ' | - |
| Then then we'll end that stupid crime that devil's madness War | K |
Robert Service
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