The Brits Are Our Neigbors Poem by Francis Duggan

The Brits Are Our Neigbors



We admired our heroes martyrs such as Pearse
And of anything British our hatred was fierce
But as the years went on we came to realize
That when we were younger we were far from wise

The Brits are our neighbors and it would seem fair to say
That to them we are similar in most every way
There are good and bad in them like us and every other Race
And that applies to all people in every place

Though the past is a memory to the forever gone
Old hatreds between people for centuries live on
But the Brits are our neighbors and the facts do remain
That any dislike of your neighbor is not to your gain

So many brave young men for Ireland have died
And courage of them never could be denied
But we live in the now and time ticking on fast
And we only have the memories good or bad of the past

The Brits are our neighbors why otherwise pretend
And we need every neighbor we have as a friend
We live in the now and the future ahead
And apart from the memories the past it is dead.

Saturday, February 20, 2016
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