Nineteen sixteen to twenty sixteen
Sees a century of struggle in between,
The pain inflicted on our community is deeper than you think
Nowadays, some find comfort in the imbued drink,
Others rise up and improve the economy
While more defend justice and the right to be free,
The oppression of the past lingers in our blood
Stories unfold, told and untold,
There is pain in the heart and pain in the soul
For those who want the country to be whole.
The future for our children will be bright
One for all, all for one without a fight
Sisters and brothers, Mothers and Fathers
No room for rhetoric and haters
Best to love and be loved
No need to shove or be shoved.
Raise up your glass and cheer
The identity of an island is here
Through sport, poetry, music and dance
The counties connect and entwine at a glance,
More popular now than before
The people open the hospitality door,
Finally, the sun will shine on an Easter day
To open minds and hearts and the Irish way.
Rosaleen Crowley was born in Cork and graduated from University College Cork. She is a poet, educator and artist living in Indiana, USA. Publications include Point of Connection, Point of Reflection, Point of Perception, and For the Sake of Rhyme.