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We Call You Now 创作者:
Aine Tyrrell
Aine Tyrrell

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I summon you now,

I wish to gather up my fire

I call upon you now, the flame requires

The longer can we agree to disagree?

If you claim any ounce of
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Irish ancestry,
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I'm calling on you, 30 % of

this so -called

Australian population,

to ignite the fire in you from
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past generation.
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You were shipped here

through waves of famine

and rebellion, your

DNA did not drown, you are the survivors

of oppression.

That ancestral voice inside you may

need some awakening but

as I walk this land my

God I hear your ancestors,

they're screaming, they're

screaming.

They didn't have the chance to scream out for their own injustice,

they silently

watched their own fall.

Please be the voice that they

lost and please do not

tattoo that leprechaun on your skin or

use our nation as an excuse for another

drink.

Those

Irish jokes, you know the ones, they're

not a badge of honour.

They are systematic

abuses attempt at humour.

Your

Irishness is not the green that

you garnish on

St.

Patrick's

Day.

You've been sold that so your cellular memory
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C

may not resurface in this way.

And

please do not think that because from three

generations back you come from

Cork that I'm

your

Irish girl and therefore I'll

be what your

Australian
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Irishism expects.

And you
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do not get to call me your

Irish sister.

If your caller also tries to

inform me that all
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C

lives matter and you certainly have no right to have

our gra on your cree if you do not

recognize that the killing of black bodies is a

disease a disease kind of like the potato

blight i know you know you investigated that and

learned that sometimes people take history

and rewrite rewrite it and let their narrative reign

supreme and they teach it and on and on

it goes and this we know so now we know we're not allowed
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to deny that there always was and
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continues to be indigenous genocide when your ancestors

famine was designed by the very same

empire.

An

Gortham

More.

An

Gortham

More.

One million starved to death on

Irish land,

choked by the crown's greedy

hand.

Two million more as refugees

discarded
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as traditional landowners removed
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from country.

And does this not sound familiar?

Is this not the same simply stated cry

from our indigenous brothers and sisters

can we please not be choked when in

crowned hands can we please not be

choked off our native lands

You're the daughters of rebels, you are the sons of poets,

remember who you are, your ancestors are nowhere

because you of anyone should understand

these whales of stolen generations

because they practice that shit on your
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C

great -great -grandmother's generation.

Earl

Grey schemed a way to ship off our

fertile eight -year -old girls,

enslaved to ex -convicts to use as
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their populating whores.
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Coffin ships only ever landed with five out

of each ten famine body.

That's 50%, which is how much more likely
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Indigenous are to be
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arrested than die in custody.

Do you not hear that ancestral

cry through your

DNA?

Do you not hear your grandmother's

sister's brothers lost in this way?

The fever of families systematically torn

apart boils deep in your veins.

Do not turn away when we were all

once entangled in the same chains.

And you do not get to sing our songs,

lamenting of generations of lost children.

When you cannot sing for this land's banduka,

suck spirits kindred.

And yes, I can hear it.

It's true the

Irish were also enslaved and the no blacks,

no dogs, no

Irish attitudes

at times remains.

And yes, once we were chained and caged together

in the same prison and we were dispossessed

and beaten by the same

British colonialism.

But there came a day,

a day where your white skin did become your privilege,


your accent slightly faded

and your

Irishness somehow forgiven.

And I know the cost is that your ancestors

had to hide their culture,

but in return they were given the keys

to climb the white man's ladder,

on the rungs of the backs of their

indigenous cellmates.

That was the only way for your families

to carve out their safe space,

become the coloniser or die.

And although you've been taught you were the good coloniser,

that's a fucking lie.

There's no such thing.

The colony has to be torn apart and I'm calling on you,

I'm saying it's your duty to take part.

The indigenous are only 3 % of

this population and those claiming

Irish are 30 % and together 33 and

a third makes us a fucking revolution.

You're the daughters of rebels.

You are the sons of poets.

Remember who you are.

Your ancestors, know it.

You're the daughters of poets.

Sons of rebels.

Remember who you are.

We call you now.

Now I demand you feel into your genetic coding,

the same one you claim makes you cry when

you hear me singing.

Feel into your feet as they tap to the ceol agus crack,

and remember your ancestors paths

were once crushed under the

same union jack.

I demand you remember the tears

shed for your ancestors' stories.

I demand you hear these same cries and the modern indigenous imploring,

shame shame shame,

It has taken us this long, but unravelling is hard,

colonisation holds on strong.

You are our lost

Irish sons and daughters,

the daughters of rebels, sons of poets, you

were the agitators.

Once silenced, you now have a voice, and I'm begging you,

use it louder, and I promise

you'll make

Ireland and your ancestors even prouder.

The past few years we've danced on

forgotten jigs every time

Ireland launched itself forward,

unshackling, voting yes to freedoms by

letting the truth be heard.

Your truth has always been woven between these two

shores roots run deeply we send you strength on

Clive

Solace as yours

So whatever percentage of you feels the

Irish in your genetic claim

Honor

Ireland by launching this land forward

in yours in our name

Let us dance this dance again,

but this time alongside our freed indigenous

Selma's allies

We were from the start until so -called

Australia tried to re -educate

so I summon you now as

Irish to gather around the fire

I call upon you now to reignite

the flame now required

You're the daughters of rebels,

you are the sons of poets

Remember who you are,

your ancestors they dreamt it

You're the daughters of poets,

the sons of rebels

Remember who you are

You're our daughters,

you're our sons

Remember who you are

We call you now, we call you now

Niava mid earth nish

We call you now, we call you now

We call you now

you

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