Irish Roots, Irish Thoughts
The Agreement Discontent and the tragedy of poverty starve our bloody English history of truth as the political tanks, soldier boys and girls march past peace and hope. A simple twist of fate and green bullets have masked a ceasefire and nothing is left but blood and havoc to wreck a longing for tolerance. See the defiance deep in Phoenix Park, religion and farce unite while idle, drunk…
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