Fiction.... based on truth

Terry O’Brien knew wrong from right,
Terry O’Brien knew how to fight.

Terry O’Brien loved boxing and beer,
Terry O’Brien knew no fear.

Terry O’Brien had faith in the lord,
Terry O’Brien hated the Protestant hordes.

Terry O’Brien believed in his fate,
Terry O’Brien was born into hate.

What Terry O’Brien was taught was a lie,
When innocent people in a shop had to die.

The warning call was to little to late,
The blast knocked out windows throughout the estate.

But Terry O’Brien only saw victory,
A group of men who think just like me.

Terry O’Brien joined a para (military) gang,
A real life cow bow with guns that go bang.

His new found glory would never yield,
Not so long as his streets were the battlefield.

Long story short I’ll cut to the hit.

We’ve really gotta stop this sectarian shit.