Mai Murphy Venn Poems

I was never one for housework, nay,
Not me, Goodness gracious, ME? No way!
I love to learn how to be sharp and bright,
To be a writer or a poet - out of sight!
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Two hundred year later, at the 98 Commemoration
We all gathered around to celebrate in anticipation,
We dressed up in our peasant rags, brogs, shawls and wigs,
With our musicians and dancers, our reels and our gigs.
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Oppression of Ireland


Why is our country so sad?
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Bleak future of dark clouds appearing from an alien's sky as life goes on.
Every day, traveling deeper into the black hole of a torment,
Fear and confusion,
Wondering what is real and what is not, while dreading what to come.
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Change is all around, in the town, city, and land,
Shall I too bury my head like the ostrich in the sand?
Or shall I rise from the ashes
like the phoenix fresh and new?
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Freedom - Poem by Mai Venn
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My pen is like a silver blade.
I use it in my life long trade,
For words can stir a crowd.
Spoken softly or spoken aloud.
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I look at the telly for the news to see
But look who's face is glaring back at me
That man, An Taoiseach, what's his name he was a TD,
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Austerity - Poem by mai venn

In Greece, people say that austerity is cruel
In Ireland, it has become somewhat of the rule
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1916

They're celebrating 1916 in Dublin, the fair city of Ireland.
Where the government ruled the country like nasty regime.
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