French poet Alexandra Ganga's moving tribute to toddler killed in Ulster Troubles
Angela Gallagher was a toddler killed in the street by a stray bullet.
She was one of the numerous and too many innocent victims of the conflict.
I'm a French poet, and this story sums up the view of many people who did not live through this conflict, for us the victims were neither Catholic or Protestant, but children.
The general image of this conflict in the French media and opinion is seeing kids on their way to school, surrounded by the police to protect them from projected stones.
Your country is fabulous and passionate on all points.
I hope one day, people from Ireland will find the great balance to live in harmony and expectations from anyone fulfilled.
Letter to Angela Gallagher
You have lived seventeen months.
Loved by your Pa. Loved by your Ma.
And all day long the lullabies
Sang by your Pa. Sang by your Ma.
Were always rhythmed by the bullets' sound
And down the street on this summer day
With Pa and Ma to the shopping mall
You ended your life of seventeen months
They said you were one of the hazards
Of urban guerrilla warfare
Is this true? O Angela!
you have like to go to school?
Or have played in the garden?
Picking clovers and daisies
Or talking over the fence
To the McConnell and the Cassidy
In all those months of bells and screams
Armies, Police and Graffiti’s
O Angela seventeen months
When grown up kids play hide and seek with some weapons
Your Smile and Eyes
Were worth than years of babyish game.
By Alexandra Ganga