Dreams For Ireland Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

We love our country dearly, that's our right
But we don't like our leaders, that's our right
They are not fair to the people that's not right
They are cruel to the citizens and that's not right.

They abuse their power in every way they can
They take our pride away because they can
They bully us with water tax when they can
They rule us with an iron fist while they can

No hospital beds are there for us at all
Now they dangle goodies for us all
The election next, not a vote they get at all
They now start to promise to give us all

It's now our turn to make them pay
The way that they tormented us to pay
Your property tax, water tax, pay, pay, pay
They say that the next bill will be fresh air to pay

I wish this rotten government would vanish and go
If my wish came true I let all your followers know
They say it hard to get rid of a real bad thing
But if we do we have a bonfire and a right old fling

We dance and sing all night till the break of day
Drink whiskey, Guinness, Porter and the old cup of tea
We will burn the bills on the bonfire mounded so high
While we gaze at the sparks as the spring up in the sky

This may never happen, it just me having a dazzling dream
If it does, you hear me all over the world with a powerful scream
I love to see my beautiful country, Ireland, happy once more
Free from that bureaucracy and cronyism at government door