[Zadius]: 752.Poetry.Go On Home British Soldiers

It was on a dreary New Years Eve, as the shades of night went out.
A lonely group of volunteers approached the border South.
There were men from Dublin, and Kilcarrock, Belconnan, and Tyrone.
But the leader was, a Limerick man. Born South of Garra Oln.
As they looked up to the sky, they saw a raging storm.
Despite the danger they might meet, or the the fate that lay in store.
They were fighting for fair Ireland's past, their homes, their kin and more.
The sergeant, old boy had a daring plan, he'd spied them through the door.
With Sten guns armed, their rifles held, they marched to arrest them all.
And at first light, a mournful sight, ten martyr's last stood free and tall.
The mourners will hear a seagull cry, on the banks of the Shannon tide.
He fell beneath a Northern sky, brave O'Hara at his side.
They have gone to join that gallant band, of "murderers, thieves and rogues".
Another martyr for free Ireland, born South of Garra Oln.

Those glorious nine free soldiers, who stood to save their native land.
They died side by side with their leader, born South of Garra Oln that man.
Through the war torn streets of Ulster, the black flags sadly wave.
To salute ten Irish martyrs, the bravest of the brave.
In the narrow streets of Free Derry, they miss O'Hara still.
For each that falls, two take his place and so they always will.
They're so proud they gave their young lives, to break Britannia's hold.
Their names will be remembered, as history unfolds.
So read the role of honour, for Ireland's bravest men.
We must be united, in memory of the ten.
England, you're a monster, don't think that you have won.
We'll never be defeated, while Ireland has her sons.
Bobby Sands, Frank Hughes, Ray McCreesh, and Pat O'Hara, none of you were saved.
Joe McDonnell, Martin Hurson, Kevin Lynch and Kieran Doherty, you join them in the graves.
They gave their lives for freedom, with Thomas McElwee.
Michael Devine from Free Derry, you were the last to die.
With your nine brave companions your souls cry out in anger, your deaths were not in vain.
So fight on! And make our homeland, a nation once again!