THE BOATYARD.

By Randall Stephen Hall ©

 
I’m building this boat cause it’s raining.

I’m building this boat cause i’m mad.

At least that’s what they’d love to call me

It’s the best job that i’ve ever had.
I’m working with friends and relations.

All nations are working down here.

It’s the strangest old boatyard that you’ve ever seen

For the boats we are building
Are so bloody weird.
 
There’s many a colour around me.

There’s many a language i’ve heard.

They hammer and bang, they saw and they weld

But there’s nothing they make that’s absurd.

For no one is grabbing for money.

No one is grabbing for power.

For the boats we are building are so strange and new

Have you seen the time it’s nearly the hour?
 
And no one’s a slave in this boatyard

For no one is purchasing fear.

Protection can run for the shadows.

We’ve a new manifesto this year.

All women and men are equal.

All islanders under one sun.

For the S.S. Sectarian broke on these rocks

And their crew, well their race 
Is so nearly run.

 
I’m building this boat cause it’s raining.

I’m building this boat cause i’m mad.

At least that’s what they’d love to call me.

It’s the best job that i’ve ever had.
 
Stephen Stiofán is a northern Irish artist
 
 
 
 

One Response to THE BOATYARD.

  1. Ken Charlatan January 24, 2025 at 9:57 pm #

    Obviously not written about Harland & Wolfe!