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Bobby Sands as I met him / Bobby Sands as I met him

Bobby Sands as I met him

Bobby Sands as I met him

 

Fuck who am I.

Bobby Sands.

The violence at home.

Bobby Sands.

Not really understanding.

Bobby Sands.

Until I was older.

Bobby Sands.

As I realized what a sacrifice.

Bobby Sands.

& what a victory.

Bobby Sands.

Turned public opinion.

Bobby Sands.

That was against the Irish.

For the Irish.

Bobby Sands.

Bobby Sands.

AABB in one verse

Bobby Sands.

ABAB in most.

Bobby Sands.

Hunger strike.

Bobby Sands.

People asked themselves why.

Bobby Sands.

Was willing to die.

Bobby Sands.

Things must have been unjust for.

Bobby Sands.

& our people.

Bobby Sands.

Even in Australia.

Bobby Sands.

At an English Grammar School. Thanks to.

Bobby Sands.

People started to smile at me.

Bobby Sands.

And want to share a Guinness with me.

Bobby Sands.

Later.

Bobby Sands.

When I went to Connemara.

Bobby Sands.

25 Years later.

Bobby Sands.

The ballad sang. I heard clearly for the first time and thanked.

Bobby Sands.

I put it to you.

Bobby Sands.

Name a better man.

Bobby Sands.

I’m not half the man of.

Bobby Sands.

Now I understand you.

Bobby Sands.

Enough to thank you.

Bobby Sands.

This Irish Australian thanks you.

Bobby Sands.

 

Now that’s a feckin vale.

42 years too late.

Bobby Sands.

Bobby Sands.

 

©Malachi Doyle 2023.


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