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An Irish lad Of seven or so Bears witness to the hate in his fathers eyes As the British with guns walked on by Never knew a soldier who wanted to die Especially one not seeking battle Ahhh but if eyes could kill That Brit be dead dead dead Poor little boy to see this at all Fathers breeding hate to the sons That British lad carrying a gun That helped him not a lick As the bomb went off Nicked them all that day Ten more Brits in boxes like chocolates For an Irish feast A young lad in London An orphan created by cowardly acts He longed for revenge Said one day, I shall make Saint Patrick pay One day, I shall make me father proud A paddy bastard I shall stab And feel might righty proud Well luck seemed to be full of four leaf clover For those two lads of hate would meet Far away and across an ocean Where two solitudes already live and breath In a summer camp of northern adventure Why they had such times and bonded well They had no idea of their respective bloody hells They were boys of dreams beneath it all Hate had not the chance to fester and swell So when they returned to their respective colors They had learned from friendships and love of life Hate should belong to the fathers Never the sons Clarification on: Hate should belong to the fathers Never the sons Hate should belong to no one, I simply meant that we could solve alot in this world if it wasn't passed from generation to generation!! Notes: During the conflicts in Belfast a group in Quebec ran summer camps for Irish kids of both Catholic and Protestant areas of Ireland. Much harder for the parents to hate each other when the children bonded and became friends. I am trying to find out what group organized this so if anyone happens to have any information love to hear from them. I know there was a group that did the same in Chicago but haven’t been able to find any info about the group in Quebec. In Quebec, they often refer to “The two solitudes” meaning the English and the French here, oh the irony that such a place saw fit to bring another two groups of people together. The world is always full of surprises!!!

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Date: 6/24/2014 7:27:00 AM
i see u have switch the narrative and gave us a beautiful look into the resilience of the human spirit... nice
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/28/2014 10:20:00 AM
Thanks Weston, glad you enjoyed!
Date: 6/21/2014 8:58:00 PM
Powerful thought provoking write, your foot notes are full of truth and insight. Excellent write! Hugs
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:33:00 PM
Thanks Cecilia, glad you liked!!!
Date: 6/21/2014 2:55:00 PM
sordid tale of rage well told and constructed.. greeat job, arthur.. huggs
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:32:00 PM
Thank you so much Nette, I really appreciate it, as this poem was kinda special for me.
Date: 6/21/2014 8:51:00 AM
If I read no other poem today this one will have made coming on the soup worth while. This is fantastic and entertaining in the process. A most excellent message and story my friend. 7 all the way.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:30:00 PM
Thank you so much Richard, I really appreciate such kind words!
Date: 6/21/2014 8:31:00 AM
This is a harsh tail of an old hatred, a legacy past downwards from generations to generations, it's wrong this is the truth. Nice job here thank you for writing this I enjoyed this very much. and thnks dearest friend for your comments cheri
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:30:00 PM
Thanks Cherl, I will be over soon!
Date: 6/21/2014 8:05:00 AM
- A sad "legacy" from father to son - or from one generation to the new generation - thanks for a clever history poem - Wish you a nice weekend. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:29:00 PM
Anne Lise thank you so much, I wish you a nice summer!!!!!!!! Wish one day to visit there!!!
Date: 6/20/2014 1:26:00 PM
yes the world is full of surprises.. :)!!! amazing isn't it?! :) your passion to writing, history and of humanity is shown in each poems I have read.....
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:26:00 PM
As shines your beauty and compassion with all your kind words!!!
Date: 6/20/2014 1:11:00 PM
Wonderful poem Arthur, so sad that the young try to carry a burden that is not theirs. Hate belongs only to the grave and if it please God there it should stay for ever. God Bless. Dave.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:24:00 PM
I couldn't agree more Dave, I should have worked that line into the poem!!!!! Cheers
Date: 6/20/2014 11:05:00 AM
I can only say...Bravo...you have done it justice I wanted more but that's me I am just greedy lol ...love Jayne x
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:22:00 PM
Oh my!!!!! I can do more!!!!! LOL Thanks Jayne for your kind words!!!
Date: 6/20/2014 10:45:00 AM
my friend... this is a real poetry... very well crafted... amazingly done w/ passion and grace!!! fabulous write!!! :O)) Keep on penning...
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:21:00 PM
Aiyah, thank you so much for such sweet words!!!!!
Date: 6/20/2014 8:25:00 AM
A great write my friend!! My great grandfather was Irish... Hate is the opposite of love, both are serious emotions that must be controlled. We are to hate evil and love our fellow man. Bravooooooo on the fine poem!!!!!!!
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 9:19:00 PM
so true Robert, thanks for your wise words!!! Cheers!
Date: 6/20/2014 7:22:00 AM
Well done, an Interesting historical fact brought to life.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/22/2014 8:53:00 PM
Thank you very much Dave!
Date: 6/19/2014 10:06:00 PM
I live in a large Irish community in Chicago..I will ask some of the oldtimers if they know of this......“May those who love us, love us; and those who don't love us, may God turn their hearts; and if He doesn't turn their hearts, may he turn their ankles so we'll know them by their limping.”
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Dave Timperley
Date: 6/20/2014 1:07:00 PM
Just love this way of putting across your prayers or thoughts to a great write. God Bless. Dave.
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Tim Smith
Date: 6/19/2014 10:29:00 PM
http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2000-08-02/news/0008020189_1_protestants-northern-ireland-soup-kitchen
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/19/2014 10:16:00 PM
Thanks Tim, this is some info on the group in your area, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_Children%27s_Fund, Quebec was founded by the Irish, Scots and French, so we have a huge Irish community here as well!
Date: 6/19/2014 9:13:00 PM
Wow. I don't know much about history, or really any culture, or country, I agree though, the hate should not belong to the sons, It should not be breed and let continue, we should all hug and have cookies, thank you for this sugar, a thought provoking piece.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/19/2014 10:17:00 PM
Thank so much Casarah, much appreciated!

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