Poetic-Verses
Ten Irish Boys
Ten Irish Boys December 22, 2014
Little boys playing games, young and full of fun
No worries together, the troubles had begun
From the little streets of Derry by the Hills of Donegal
In Tyrone to south Armagh they enjoyed them all
Things were changing but not too fast
Burned out homes and thoughts of the past
No work, no future for me and you
They played life's game because they knew
They were caught in the game but still stood tall
Pretty soon, we said goodbye to them all
Friends on the street did meet to say goodbye
Locked in the Block beneath an Irish sky
Bobby, Francis, Patsy, Raymond and Joe
Martin, Kevin, Kieran, Thomas and Michael
Their childhood dreams were taken away
Killed for being Irish, they could not stay
They grew together as Irish boys
They died together as Irish Men
The painful deaths on that lonely walk
Ten men dead Ireland in shock
We remember them all, the men of ten
Will we ever see their likes again
Little boys playing games, young and full of fun
No worries together, the troubles had begun
Gerrard McGeachy
