hollow-faced Irishmen —by The Wandering Bard They called it the Famine, a euphemism for a holocaust in which a country was stripped of its resources and its dignity for the comfort of its captors.  Their ghosts cry out across time for justice… Long before the Long Kesh Ten Hunger took hollow-faced Irishmen Giving them only peat for bread Providing relief only in the ranks of the dead The English nobles, meals were made With food that in Ireland should’ve stayed Landlords took their toll and more Sending forth the reaper for the poor Coffins were a luxury, and for most A shared hole was all they could boast The fortunate poor fled the land Fleeing from Westminster’s death hand Long before the Long Kesh Ten Hunger took hollow faced Irishmen In the night I hear their cries As tears run freely from my eyes   Copyright © 2000 Daryl L. Chambers, Jr, "The Wandering Bard." Page last updated 7 May 2006 Ireland's OWN Logo and Background by  Míchealín Daugherty Copyright © 2006 Ireland's OWN. All Rights Reserved.