Poetic-Verses
Ten Of Us And None Of Them
Ten Of Us And None Of Them March 12 2016
Ten of us and none of them
For mother Ireland we'd do it again
We fought the fight, no prison clothes
Political status, everyone knows
The cells from hell with the deadly smell
We faced it all, our Irish hell
Long days of pain, no England gain
If we had to do it again, we'd do the same
Ten Irishmen died as our people cried
No civil rights they were denied
Killed on our streets or killed in jail
Irish people will never fail
They burned our homes, they took our land
They came with vengeance, we made our stand
The little streets where the black flags fly
Will tell our children when they ask why
Ireland free for you and me
This is the way it has to be
They faced their enemy in their killing cell
Beaten daily in their “H” block hell
Freedom to live the Irish way
“Ourselves Alone” they've gone away
Ten of us and none of them
For mother Ireland we'd do it again
Gerrard McGeachy
