Behind a line of Guinness barrels
Stacked head height across the street,
Young men in khaki peering through gaps
Look to your front
Caps pulled low, eyebrows itching
Mark your target
Squint away sweat’s needle sting
Take bewildered aim
At Poets and slummies
Who’ll pray to Saint Jude
And make every shot count.
Kevin Patrick McCann
From Still Pondering https://www.amazon.co.uk/Still-Pondering-Kevin-Patrick-McCann/dp/1788768671/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Patrick+McCann+Still+Pondering&qid=1573366856&sr=8-1