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  237.     

The Story of Joe

Humvee, Humvee far away
Keep my uncle safe I pray
In the desert worlds apart
He is driving with his heart
my uncle in a humvee far away

Towards the city is were they drove
God's plan will yet unfold
Danger lurking everywhere
But Uncle Joe did not care,
Savig lives protecting in a humvee far away

Explosions, screams, blood
the thought of not knowing still stood
when along the road
this tradgey did occur,
a roadside bomb lay on the curb
waiting for its turn
Along the road far away

Crash, smash, bash
the humvee exploded
my whole world soon imploded
Uncle Joe the hero not a zero
in the desert far away

He took the impact on his own
saved the lives of those along
in the humvee far away

Saving their lives,
they took his own
ungrateful servants
misunderstood
in the desert far away

He is gone, my loss is great
I will never forget this tradgey faced
my uncle is dead and gone
the silent hero

saving their lives, they took his own
terrorists are ungrateful
they took a hero from our mist
and from my life
in the dersert far away

Where he was grief now stands
his blood ran cold in the streets
as my heart starts to weep
like a child cold and alone
in my heart

In the desert far away
is now where his soul is to stay?
My Uncle Joe, the silent hero
somewhere far away
 
Christin Williams

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  238.     

Super Heroes are the Villians

Super heroes are the villians in my mind.

Flying, jumping around.

With a false sense of hope and cause

(Super Heroes are the villians)

They give children a false sense of mind.

They make them insicure about life. They light the flame inside us, letting the flame burn us into ashes from the inside out.

(Super heroes are the villians.)

They give us an un-welcome romantic story.

(Super heroes are the villians.)
 
Dylan Don't know

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  239.     

To the hero of toil

Another days labour for the man at the front
another days work of sweat and of grunt
of straining of muscle of tendon and joint
no praise for the hero of toil

Head down and end up as he reshapes the earth
for the rich and the mighty he'll give all he's worth
with the spade and the hammer he was handed at birth
no praise for the hero of toil

In the darkest of climates he'll give it his last
he wont mumble or groan, he's just one of his class
with the spit on his hands he'll get on with the task
no praise for the hero of toil

Where would we be if it weren't for him
our lives would be dull and our futures be dim
yet he still carries on while the rich sip their gin
no praise for the hero of toil.
 
Charles M. Moore

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  240.     

Millstreet's Ageing Heroes

I never was a Millstreet sporting icon or in any field of sport knew of renown
But I'm the one who is left to sing the praises of the sporting greats of Millstreet my Hometown
Many of Duhallow's finest sports people are from Millstreet they did the green and gold of their Club proud
In every Public Bar around Duhallow the poets and singers sung their praises loud
Nowadays not many sporting greats in Millstreet in Athletics or Gaelic Football
Of late so very few sporting successes for future generations to recall
Of sporting greats Millstreet had it's golden era but nothing lasts forever as they say
The youth in sports perhaps not interested and the former heroes have grown old and gray
In Gaelic Football as well as in Athletics Millstreet has produced many a famous name
The ageing heroes have grown stiffer and slower they had their time and they enjoyed their fame
We can only remember them with fondness lets hear it for the heroes of the past
But life goes on and only Nature is forever and nothing else does ever seem to last
Back there by the old mountains of Duhallow the people like the Seasons come and go
The heroes of past decades getting older the years have left them feeling stiff and slow.
 
Francis Duggan

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