The Rising Speech for Ireland – Wild Irish Poet



Wording:

The fight for Ireland

The fight for Life

The fight for our right for an ordinary decent life

So Ireland is paying out Billions again

The government which at this time does not represent this Country in any way shape or form

We today remain Leaderless, we remain cast adrift in a European sea of greed and corruption

These people talk about percentages and Eurozone and bailout and balancing the Banks

They do not talk about people and hospitals and lives and emigration and unemployment and survival.

If a Government is not for the People then it is merely a vassel for vested, dark despicible interests and thus in this world until we the Irish people defy the gross inequality we are being made to endure

Until we rise from every chair and every living room in this Country

There is no difference today in colour or religion or creed or class or wage, whether you are a plumber or an actor or jobless or from Dalkey or Mayo or Cork

We need to align with the entire Country

We need to stand up to greed and despicable inequality

Somewhere in Ireland someone is contemplating Suicide

Somewhere in Ireland there is a hungry baby without his food and the Mother weeping

Somewhere is a man being told he has no work

Somewhere in a traffic jam a man is having a heart attack and no hospital for him to be brought to save his life

Somewhere in Ireland a man is counting his money and smiling

Somewhere in some distant European country men with no souls make decisions by the pen that will ruin another generation here

and somewhere in Dublin a cowardly TD carries his filthy deeds like a weight but ignores the destruction in his own heart

Are we truly brave?

I do not believe in the heart that people here are cowards, I do believe that we are looking for hope, a way to see a better life

As it stands now, we have no future, all that remains is for us to become one!

For our idea’s and differences to merge!

Underneath the shame, the sadness and the fear I think our Country Men and Women have a power and a poetic strength

I think that we are noble! and we must claim this nobility!

We must crush the fear in our waking souls!

We have not come this far, in this much, through so many terrible centuries to be vanquished by men of the pen and the shirt and the tie and the greedy crunch of numbers

They will eat themselves, those who chose to keep us in a corner, taking all that is rightfully our’s

We only have to acknowledge each other. we are brothers and sisters

We must rise above our bickering and look above, look at the people who are truly destroying our lives

But also look in the mirror, many of us feel, what can one man or one woman do? I have bills, I have responsibilities, I have children!

Yes you do but, you have the same responsibilities to the the people who have not yet been born here, to the older generation who sit in the cold with no heat, to the young boy or girl standing on the shore about to leave with a suitcase and a broken heart

WE ARE THE MANY

WE ARE THE FEW

WE ARE THE ONE!

I am proud to be Irish! but we must act on that pride

We must rise up peacefully but with the force of our poetic hearts

We might be broke as a Nation but we are not broke in our souls and as a people

We are an idea that is celebrated around the World and we are beloved, yet we need to show that love to the person net to us

We need to release our self pity and turn it into compassion

We need to help each other, with each act of love, kindness and power we as individuals will bind the vines of millions of Irish together and form an indestructible rope of people power

Let us here an now in this time be the example to the World

Let us show each other on the globe that the Irish have a will, that the spirit that lies deep inside the soul of this Earth is ready to be ignited and a fire that is our hope with light across this Country

We did not come through Famine and Oppression and Loss and Death for nothing

I think now of the ghosts of our past, the nameless graves that await our rising, the one’s who never had a chance to become what they should have

I for one will not give up my dreams of an ordinary beautiful life because of the endless greed of others

I hope we can join together

I hope we can turn this winter of fear into a dawn of a new life

I hope we can light a flame that will never be extinguished again

And, I hope we can make the future generations proud of us

We are beautiful, we are an amazing people and the time for fear is now over!

WE ARE THE MANY

WE ARE THE FEW

AND WE ARE THE ONE!

Peace to you all

One Comment

  1. Reblogged this on Machholz's Blog and commented:
    well said
    Than you

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