#IrelandBelongsToTheIrish
It’s Ireland for the Irish
Eire ‘Til the end of days
When the rain falls in Ireland
It falls on Irish Graves
From Dublin Pale to the troubled lands
Every inch’s been been bought and paid
By Irish love and Irish blood
And sacrifice ever made
It’s Ireland for the Irish
Eire to the end of days
SNAKEBITE
The serpent has mingled with my blood
As she devours me,
I become her lover
Half lidded eyes
closed with numbness
My body tingles
from her touch
She has me paralyzed
She has left me speechless
Her poison
runs through my veins
I can feel her all over my body
She has become I
And I she
I can feel myself
becoming dead
yet alive
Becoming, Soil, water and sky
All things and none
My soon to be widow
lays across my bed
And Weeping Mary, weeps
As I leave her
for another lover
I am afraid to close my eye
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