{"id":2048,"date":"2015-07-10T01:46:16","date_gmt":"2015-07-10T01:46:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2048"},"modified":"2015-07-10T01:46:16","modified_gmt":"2015-07-10T01:46:16","slug":"ar-dheis-de-go-raibh-a-hanam","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/ar-dheis-de-go-raibh-a-hanam\/","title":{"rendered":"Ar Dheis D\u00e9 go Raibh a hanam"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>Remembering the fallen Irish of both world wars, who were forgotton due to the stigma of being in the British Army<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Their pain now passed, and families<br \/>\nWho were left behind when they did die<br \/>\nCan now speak public of the unspoken<br \/>\nWho for another flag did die.<br \/>\nIf they were right, if they were wrong<br \/>\nIn the last was to answer is easy, is true<br \/>\nIn the first, not so clear cut<br \/>\nEach man chose himself what to do.<\/p>\n<p>Events overtook them in their homeland<br \/>\nSome took arms in the new fight<br \/>\nOthers baffled and bewildered<br \/>\nWhy folks now shunned them for doing what was right<br \/>\nIn the world as they understood it<br \/>\nNo one wanted to listen to stories they&#8217;d tell<br \/>\nOf the mustard gas, the shelling, the corpses<br \/>\nThe mud and the screams and the hell.<\/p>\n<p>But today we can say for all of them<br \/>\nAr dheis D\u00e9 go raibh a hanam, Amen<br \/>\nNo matter the flag or the reason<br \/>\nRemember all fallen Irishmen.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Remembering the fallen Irish of both world wars, who were forgotton due to the stigma of being in the British Army Their pain now passed, and families Who were left behind when they did die Can now speak public of the unspoken Who for another flag did die. If they &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,213,96],"tags":[100,2345,1380,2232,2233],"class_list":["post-2048","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-great-war","category-war","category-war-poetry","tag-first-world-war","tag-ireland","tag-irish-in-the-great-war","tag-irish-soldiers","tag-old-soldier","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-x2","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4111,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-night-nelson-learned-to-fly\/","url_meta":{"origin":2048,"position":0},"title":"The Night Nelson Learned to Fly","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"4th November 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Liam Sutcliffe blew up Nelsons Pillar. 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