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Tears of Pride



                               Tears of Pride              July 3, 2012


I think of you my mother when I bend my knee at night
You have lost your sons and daughters, you have seen the terrible blight
Your sons have been taken away at night, some never seen again
Your country has been divided; your land's in foreign hands
Your children are across the world far away on a foreign shore
You have thirty-two without the six, I think of this for sure
Your language and religion was banished by the other people
Your civil rights were taken away; they stripped and wore you down
They interned your children of Ireland in the name of a foreign crown
You have faced the wind and rain and that other countries shame
You have cried inside with tears of pride, your children done the same
Your children of Ireland remain in Ireland inside a foreign jail
I think of you my mother when I bend my knee at night
You have lost your sons and daughters; you have seen the terrible blight

                     Gerrard McGeachy







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