Best Poem of Daniel McDonagh

Down The Gallowgate
I took a stroll one Saturday along to Argyle Street,
To Glasgow Cross, were the Gallowgate & the Trongate meet,
Under the railway bridge and McKinnon’s pub, I would often pass,
Heading up towards to the Barras, towards the Celtic bars.

My first stop of the journey was the famous Saracen Head
Were rebel s . . .
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Kieran Doherty - H-Block Martyr
The Lark has lost the will to fly,
On Belfast’ streets, the mourners stand,
Britain’s hand has forced the death
Of the revolutionary, Kieran Docherty.

In Andersonstown, were the bold tricolour flies
Grandfather talked of Connolly and Collins,
But in August of ’81, he cried another tear
As he walke . . .
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