When the gun fire had stopped
And the smoke cleared away
Ireland had lost many brave men on that day
We sing
of their bravery and their galaantry too
And the sacraficies for Ireland
They made were very true.
But
the children of 16' we must remember as well,
For 38 of them on that fatal week had fell,
Their lives had now ceased
in the blink of an eye,
From the age of 16 years to a poor infant boy.
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Remember the forgotten children
who went out to play,
Not understanding what was going on that day,
We cherish all the children of our nation equally
Where
in the words of the Proclamation Pearse read from the G.P.O.
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Where the bullets came
from we never now will know
Were they from a rebel gun or were they from his foe,
All we know to this day is the bullets
were astray,
And the poor unfortunate children got in the way.
A full century on we now here these tales,
For
many of us never knew of the shame,
The children of 16' we should now commemorate ,
And write their names in stone to
show it to our state.
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