In class we discussed the pain inflicted upon poeple who chose not to cooperate with the military. They would be scarred so that they could be used as an example to everyone around them. The man speaking uses certain motions to display this. I feel as though they are standing back and watching this individual and waiting to pounce on him. The language used here is also very graphic, and the images and sounds are sharp.
Walls have ears.
The reader almost feels as though they are under surveillance. One the most interesting ideas comes at the end of the poem when the red hand of Ulster and the right hand of God are compared. The author seems confused as well they should be. There is no order in the world, but chaos. The thumb goes down.