'An tOcras Mór' The Great Hunger.

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SWIFTY
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Every promise of a bountiful harvest,

Through the first weeks of July the plants bloomed

Then as night appears where darkness rests on the skies

I awoke to a blackness that words cannot express

 

The stench of my crop overwhelmed me

My families life's now as black as our crop

Wakening my family to a life that was a death

We ran around the field in tears

 

Each step into more and more blackness

My children not knowing if we were playing a game

As me and their mother rummaged through our field

Hoping to salvage at least a meal for the youngest

 

Then we heard the horses, the landowners henchmen

Coming across the now destroyed crop

Screaming for rent , ignoring our plight

With there full bellies , and their English pay packet

 

With demands for rent that we could never raise

Our cries of help , the children screaming from hunger

Sounds that they drowned out with laughter

As they rode back to my home

 

A home of a leaking roof , a door hanging off

Windows that would never close

the only water i had for my family was rain water

Beds we had none off

 

I seen from the distance one get of his horse

The rest of them laughing loudly

He removed a torch from his saddle

As he lit it . my heart stopped beating

 

My wife clinging to me covered in waste of putrefying vegetation

My kids screaming for hunger like nothing i have ever heard

My land that was taxed under penal law

Now blacker than black it self

My home ablaze and what materials burnt

 

The Horsemen ride of Still laughing

What has become of MY COUNTRY

Where will i get the strength to move on from today

 

The end by Swifty {copyrighted}

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WHEN GENOCIDE BECAME "FAMINE" : IRELAND, 1845 - 1850

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* Persuade relevant authors, editors and website content providers to stop using the word ‘Famine’ for what took place in Ireland between 1845 and 1850, and start using terms such as, "The Great Hunger" or 'An tOcras Mór

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April 7, 2010 at 6:20 AM Flag Quote & Reply

benbulben
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 this poem is so sad and the saddest thing it was all reality for our

forefathers ,how could anyone do what they did  to human being's

with no remorse ,but they have to meet their God one day

they may run but cannot hide from Him :(

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April 1, 2011 at 8:20 AM Flag Quote & Reply

SWIFTY
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Posts: 1033

Thank you so much , it dead bring a tear to me while writing 

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WHEN GENOCIDE BECAME "FAMINE" : IRELAND, 1845 - 1850

This petition seeks your support for a campaign to:

* Persuade relevant authors, editors and website content providers to stop using the word ‘Famine’ for what took place in Ireland between 1845 and 1850, and start using terms such as, "The Great Hunger" or 'An tOcras Mór

PETITION LINK- TO CHANGE THE WORD FAMINE http://www.petitions24.com/when_famine_became_genocide_ireland_1845_-_1850


April 1, 2011 at 12:40 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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