Oppression Of Ireland Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

Oppression of Ireland


Why is our country so sad?
Why is our government so bad?
Why does our youth feel so down?
Why do our elderly have a forlorn frown
Why are we left to the four winds?
Why does our leader Kenny have a grin?

Why are the poor getting poorer?
Why are the rich getting richer?
Why are children suffering?
Why are the homeless dying on our streets?
Why are our ill on hospital trolleys, day after day?
Why, why, why.

They say that Ireland is a lovely land
One could live there, it so green and grand
But why is the young going far away?
Because of Mr. Austerity came in one day
He cut the poor right out of his way
The middle class had to survive off very low pay
Our folks lost their home and there was no end
So on to airplanes and ships, the Ireland youth went
Far, far away they all had to go as mother cried (No, No.)
Come back to Ireland it's your country your home
Why should you be the ones that have to roam?