Father Daly tries to help carry victim Jack Duddy's body to safety on January 30, 1972
All not blinded by your smoke,
Photographers who caught your stroke,
The priests that blessed our bodies, spoke
And wagged our blood in the world's face.
The truth will out, to your disgrace.
Excerpt from Butcher's Dozen: A Life Lesson for the Octave of Widgery ~Thomas Kinsella
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
So this next song IS a rebel song. While many call for peace, Eire Og is a band that calls for remembrance and a call to arms. While Bono cries no more, they cry we're ready to continue the battle.
Bloody Sunday Remembrance March Bay Ridge Brooklyn