Tamisha Bellamy

Rookie - 0 Points (January 25 1988-)

Heaven's Gates - Poem by Tamisha Bellamy

Irish maidens, go tell the Irish children there will be no frosties to be sold today
So the Irish maidens did what they were told, but be patient, for they were old
Let's hope their message did not arrive to late
Ireland run
Run Ireland because they are coming tons
So run, Ireland
Go Go Go

The Irish children refused to keep hold of their mothers' hands
They reached for their paper planes and pretty dollies, thinkin' who will save them
Who?
Guards and Horsemen cried, 'what is it that we can do? '
Ireland, what are we going to do? '
Ireland run
Run Ireland because they are coming tons
So run, Ireland
Go Go Go

So, the Irish city that once stood so pretty, is no longer that anymore, but I still leave the gates open
Hopin' for my people to walk through so I can say
Ireland run
Run Ireland because the end is near the sun
So run, Ireland
Come Come Come through heaven's gates
I have some frosties for the children today.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 12, 2011



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