• sebriety 36w

    Imagine Reliving Again

    Waking to find yourself in it
    In what is no more than a street
    Streets of Galway you stand still
    Here through nothing but sheer will

    In nothing less than hell

    Heroes to a man wasted on concrete
    After attacks of cowardess from them
    Discreet colonial monsters masquarading as men

    Dublin stood too also
    Imagine if not one had fell
    Saved every bastion of bravery
    Salvaged the land of the free paddy
    Erected in the time of freedom
    Don't let a single transgress your beautiful plain

    Unless I'm wrong?