Remembering the Irish Famine !
Old lichen mottled headstones
Mark the graves of women and men,
Whose genocide sparked Ireland's
Freedom flame,
In their pallid hands
were shovels,
No schooling for a pen,
Fuelled by starving bellies
bow in shame.
Poverty stricken darkened days
of cruel and rampant blight,
The stench of rotten spuds
rose from the clay,
Cold families around a bleak turf fire
another hungry night,
Gaunt faces like potatoes
in decay.
A million sailed from homeland shores
Like wild absconding slaves,
In agony they fled to find relief,
And countless died on coffin ships
Then laid in watery graves,
Consumed by vile disease
And woeful grief.
But memory fades as time erodes
And youth won't recollect,
An hegemonic crown
That gorged on Irish grain,
Our ancestors the starving dead
Oppressed to genuflect,
Interred beneath cold seething clods,
Forgotten not their pain !
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
In 1845 more than 1 million people died
in Ireland from starvation when blight disease wiped out the potatoe crop. At the time Ireland was under British rule and suffered much oppression. To the present day the population hasn't recovered.
Comments (26)
lie the bones of decent men,
Whose weather beaten headstones
Cry out their name,
Dear Mick,
This a truly excellent poem, I have read so much about the Irish famine, I find it so hard to believe that all those poor people died through want of food, and so close to home. It is a dreadful tradgedy. God rest their souls.
Ireland is in your hands, in your power. If you do not save her, she cannot save herself. I solemnly call upon you to recollect that I predict with the sincerest conviction that a quarter of her population will perish unless you come to her relief.
Daniel O'Connell to the British House of Commons, 1847.
Great write... and what a line "faces resemble potatoes in decay"
You have portrayed this tragic time in our history in such a dignified and respectful manner with your heartfelt words
Regards - F
Mick.
We know nothing of
real poverty.
Mick.
Thank you for taking the time
to post such a great comment !
Mick x
I like your style and the way you showed your wisdom.
An eye-opener to this little soulgoddess ;)
Good Wishes
Angeline
I think the famine will always be imprinted in the Irish psyche.
That is why we are always first to respond to famine and other disasters in the world.
Much appreciated comment !
Mick.
For such a kind comment.
Mick.
for the very special comment !
Kind regards,
Mick.
PoetNo1,
Mick.
This is a classic, in terms of style, content, and message - to be ranked with the works of the great classical poets.
Definitely, one of the very best poems I have read on Poetry Corner!
Great Job!
Have a nice day!
I'm glad you extracted something
from this !
Mick.
I think you are spot on
with this comment !
Mick.
When I first joined the corner,
You were the very first to comment
on my work. You then invited me
to keep writing. I don't forget this !
Your superb comment on this poem
has elevated my poetic spirit !
I tried to condence the story
and confine it.......the impact can
sometimes be greater.
I thank you sincerely..... Mick.
sad and very powerful
For your gracious visit.
Mick.
In hindsight you may be correct,
but back then that information
wasn't to hand !
Mick.
I think it was Lenin that said,
Learn,Learn,Learn.
Glad you liked this........Mick.