To The End

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Lines from Bobby Sands’s poem Rhythm Of Time, alongside portraits of the ten deceased 1981 hunger strikers and a lark in barbed wire. “There’s an inner thing in every man/Do you know this thing my friend?/It has withstood the blows of a million years/And will do so to the end.”

Fountain Street, Strabane.

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Freedom

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“Freedom: For freedom you fasted & died/For the five rights you were denied/For the evil we know to blame/For England shrouded in shame/For the deaths of young Irish lives/For the oath of a country that cried/For the murder of a lark in the sky.” This poem seems to be unique in Irish muraling – if you know anything about it, please leave a comment. The sword with wings appears to be the insignia of the SAS, but its presence in this is inexplicable; the harp might be taking a poke at it. Fountain Street, Strabane.

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Núada

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Núada of the Tuatha Dé Danann and Morrígan (from Jim Fitzpatrick’s Beneath The Sky Of Stars) embrace below a ram (from Fitzpatrick’s Senach The Spectre) and between Celtic creatures inspired by the Book Of Kells.

(This is probably not the “dragon mural” mentioned by Julian Watson in Circa #8.)

Unity flats, west Belfast

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