A contemporary Celtic arrangement.

In 2001 I went to Dublin for a Solidarity Demo for Hungerstrikers in Turkey. On the way to the demo I was introduced to a hungerstriker. After talking to him I decided to write this song.

If we don’t help them now

As the sun goes down over Istanbul town a father and mother weep
In an ‘F’-block jail behind the steel rail for the last time their daughter sleeps
Starving for human rights she won’t give up the fight let her know neither will we
For as long as the fascists are in control there they’ll come closer to you and to me

Through countless years of torture and fear this corrupt state of evil survives
Neath(Beneath) the blazing sun this rebellion will uncover this governments lies
Mothers and daughters, sisters and brothers starve inside and outside the jails
If we don’t help them now we won’t need to ask how this human rights process will fail

Back in ’81 our very own sons did starve against such evil ways
Though it’s been twenty years we still shed our tears for the suffering they went through each day.
Starving for human rights she won’t give up the fight let her know neither will we
For as long as the fascists are in control there they’ll come closer to you and to me

Travel agents disguise this government’s lies selling holiday breaks in this land
If you can hear the plea of the boycott they need then you’ve started to reach out your hand
Mothers and daughters, sisters and brothers starve inside and outside the jails
If we don’t help them now we won’t need to ask how this human rights process will fail
Starving for human rights she won’t give up the fight let her know neither will we
For as long as the fascists are in control there they’ll come closer to you and to me.

©(p)Pol Mac Adaim.2002. Reality Records.