Old Firm an ancient poison
Entrenched in a fair green place
Choking people up with hate
Anger in your face
It’s Ulster’s story told again
A transplanted people’s pain
The famine brought the Irish here
To join a crowded drain
Not wanted and not welcome
Easy to see why
The Glasgow poor were poor enough
Without the Irish cry
And so began the rivalry
The hatred and the fights
Now enacted on a field
The Green the Blue the rights
Time we hope will soften things
Make the fight more mellow
But attitudes becomes entrenched
I hate the other fellow
There’s never been a treaty
Or the laying down of arms
We fight until the bitter end
And those are all your charms
Brian Fahy
26 February 2023
+ Unless people make a decision to be at peace with others, old wrongs and injustices will fester into feuds, and people will waste so much of their lives hating people they do not know.
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