Farewell my sons and daughters
Bright stars await your gazing
Go forth to New World waters
Your gall will prove amazing
Unleash the thriving spirit
That flows inside your veins
Become what your will merits
Until old shamrock reigns
Embark off this dear shore
Whose land was blight by sorrow
Look back and weep no more
Your heart will rule tomorrow.
Pasquale DiMeola
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wet-rot-voyage/
