This is an angry poem. Warning: Explicit language.

The Irish endured much struggling and suffering in Ireland and here in America. Through it all, the famine, the number of people that died, the treatment by the British lords, the Irish never gave up their faith, nor their pride. Stand strong my brothers.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be shunned by society? Tension and hatred generated by a national strike in New Zealand during the 1950’s spilled over into the actions of children.