To My Brother, a True Teacher
Ah who will follow Seamus
And walk where he has been
From 28 Mellows Avenue
To football on the green.
I could not take the road he
chose
From Finglas to East Wall
A dedicated life to those
Not ready to heed the call
To step outside the comfort
zone
what they believe is
preordained
To light the lamp in fertile
minds
So long entrapped in traditional
chains
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