The Sequel Of Tureengarriffe

F Francis Duggan
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In January in nineteen twenty one more than eighty years ago When the hills of Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra wore their white hats of snow Near the Cork border in east Kerry Sean Moylan and his freedom fighting men Shot to death a Tan Soldier and an R I C commander at Tureengarriffe glen. Sean Moylan and his fearless men are now part of folklore And the Tureengarriffe ambush will be recalled forever more But in war there's little to celebrate in defeat or victory And the sequel to Tureengarriffe was played out at Knocknagree. The Tans and the R I C out for revenge shot at three boys at play Badly wounding two and a fourteen year old died on that fateful day An innocent civilian and his one and only crime Was to be playing in the wrong field and there at the wrong time. At Tureengarriffe in east Kerry a victory of sorts had been won But in Knocknagree a few days later a mother grieved for her dead son In war there's never happiness only suffering and heart break But we do not learn from the past we repeat the mistake. The sequel of Tureengarriffe was played out at Knocknagree When an innocent paid with his young life for a rebel victory But the same things keeps on happening in the World of today For every victory in war the innocents must pay.

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