Go Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

There is another election on the way.
We are looking forward to the day
When we can say, 'Hip, hip hurray'
To that ghastly regime, 'Go on your way'.



You rule over our country so unkind.
You would think that we are all blind,
Well, our feelings are true and real.
Yes, we are only human and we can feel.



Your counterparts were well matched
Boy' did they get on board and latch
Taking what little the deprived had.
When you lot are gone, we'll be glad.



You charge for drinking water and more
You put water meters outside our doors.
The weak and sick on trolleys waited,
And the homeless die while you debated.



Then the property taxes launch came
You gave no chance or took no blame
The poor got poorer as time went by
You knew the reason so dare you ask why



The Irish people will not take any more
Why should we not try and even the score
We have the chance that we can't ignore
when you come begging at our front door