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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Military · #1607413
A poem of the battle of Dun An Oir, Ireland 1580
Upon the peninsula of strangers
Where the tall strawberry trees grow
The waves of time pound the shore
When the winds of October blow

Defiant and strong they came to call
Those brave rebel sons of the Gael
Gathered at the placed called Dun an Oir
From the fortress they saw Grey's sail

Great hope and excitement filled their souls
When the papal troops joined their cause
From within the fort of gold they gave to cheer
"Down with England and their laws!"

Heavy was the cannon storm from the ships of Grey
Merciless and vengeful the shot fell like rain
Two days and more the thunder of war echoed
Until even the bravest could stand not the pain

Unconditional were the terms of surrender
But we shall not forget what happened that day
Six hundred warriors, women and children too
Fell to the brutal sword of Baron Arthur Grey

Rebels they were and so justified the deed
The Irish shore was stained  crimson red
The waves of eternity can never cleanse
To the sea went the bodies, to the fields their head

May we never for get that October day
When they stood defiant upon the Irish moor
Nor shall we forget  their noble cause
Those who died at the fortress Dun an Oir
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