Poetic-Verses
A Whisper From The Past
A Whisper From The Past October 12th, 2014
I sat down at a graveyard as I walked the road one day
The headstones of death around me from, memories of yesterday
The spirits of the past surround me as I read about the past
Many martyrs lie here beside me, time flies by so fast
It made me think of times gone by, why did these men die
Women and children shared many spots, inside I want to cry
I said a prayer to the heavens for the martyrs and my country
I prayed for peace in Ireland, Our children must be free
I heard a whisper from the past and asked to share his name
He said his name was Bobby, He died in eighty-one
He fought the fight like other men, he claimed his human right
Denied of things like freedom, no clothes to wear at night
He spoke to me about other things, the struggle carries on
There are many martyrs with me just look around and see
They were taken from life like me wanting to be free
Freedom for our country, freedom for you and me
Ireland will be a nation, a nation again at last
Please let the Irish people know I did not die in vain
The whisper from the past gently said goodbye
I felt a little teardrop falling from the sky
I sat down at a graveyard as I walked the road one day
The headstones of death around me. memories of yesterday
Gerrard McGeachy
