A
Nation to be
Flags were raised by the Volunteers.
Unfurling in the breeze to show
Time had come after all these years.
One captured the proclamation,
The other, the nation to be.
A symbolical expression,
Still transforming, this country free.
Hibernia
awaken
Hibernia, Hibernia, arise;
For your children, are calling you, once
more.
Wake up, wake up, can you not hear their
cries,
No time for rest, it is you, they ask
for.
The past is present; please open your
eyes,
The wheel of history is at your door.
Your sons and daughters ponder what to
do
In this centenary year, déjà vu.
The Siblings still argue and shout and
fight;
So your intercession is now required.
The young class of nineteen sixteen did
write
A letter to you on what they
desired.
Still relevant today, a second sight;
So look upon those words and be
inspired.
What did they mean, what was left
unfinished?
Their strength and influence
undiminished.
So get it Hibernia, get it now:
She sat a moment, collecting her
thought.
Reaching for the letter; she wondered
how,
How did this happen? She knelt down
distraught.
Reading the poignant words she did
allow,
Memories to flood back through tears not
caught.
Standing up composed she embraced them
all
And began to tell them about their call.
I
will read aloud this letter to you
To apprise you, of what it means today.
Your differences I will not eschew;
I will cherish you all in the same way.
How far you have come. How much more to do.
You must work as one and not give away:
Your Religious and civil liberties,
Prosperity and opportunities.
You see Hibernia, you cannot rest:
Your children still need attention and
care.
They are not quite ready to fly the
nest,
Help them to understand, accept and
share.
With each individuals needs addressed
With the group united and more aware.
Prepare them for their hard journey to
come
And when they are en route you can rest
some.
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