The Last Stand
Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 12:31 am
The Last Stand
Deathly silence holds attention ‘mongst the putrid smell,
White ash the only card you left behind,
Remnants of a life before this unremitting hell,
Our sons have bled - but that is all, you’ll find.
They battled long together while I cried here on my own,
My soul restrained and deep in grief I weep,
The night’s eternal battle dwells upon the faces shown,
And blood be-speckles those compelled to sleep.
Amongst the glowing ashes lie three bodies, one my son,
As cheers ring out within the coppers cluster,
I warn thee with conviction, Ned was not the only one,
All braver than the pittance you lot muster.
You’ve taken our belongings and destroyed our family’s goals,
You’ve lied and run and hid behind the law,
But courage will defeat you, for you’ll never take our souls,
An up-rising of the likes you never saw.
Listening to the gallows creaking through the bluestone walls,
My eldest son is dying in my heart,
Edward’s name is echoed through the offices and the halls,
Tis not the end, tis truly just the start.
©MadMick 03/01/11
For those that don't know, Ellen Kelly, Neds mother, was in Pentridge Prison during the last stand and was only meters away behind a bluestone wall while Ned was being hanged.
Deathly silence holds attention ‘mongst the putrid smell,
White ash the only card you left behind,
Remnants of a life before this unremitting hell,
Our sons have bled - but that is all, you’ll find.
They battled long together while I cried here on my own,
My soul restrained and deep in grief I weep,
The night’s eternal battle dwells upon the faces shown,
And blood be-speckles those compelled to sleep.
Amongst the glowing ashes lie three bodies, one my son,
As cheers ring out within the coppers cluster,
I warn thee with conviction, Ned was not the only one,
All braver than the pittance you lot muster.
You’ve taken our belongings and destroyed our family’s goals,
You’ve lied and run and hid behind the law,
But courage will defeat you, for you’ll never take our souls,
An up-rising of the likes you never saw.
Listening to the gallows creaking through the bluestone walls,
My eldest son is dying in my heart,
Edward’s name is echoed through the offices and the halls,
Tis not the end, tis truly just the start.
©MadMick 03/01/11
For those that don't know, Ellen Kelly, Neds mother, was in Pentridge Prison during the last stand and was only meters away behind a bluestone wall while Ned was being hanged.