It Is Circumstance Of Birth

It is circumstance of birth decide for us our hometown

And like all others for me there will be a last sundown

But i often think of the fields where the waterways meet

In the green countryside by the Town of Millstreet

I left Claraghatlea many Seasons ago

And since time that ages all life has become my foe

I have not seen old Ireland for thirty five years

And for what used to be i have shed my last tears

I have learned more from life than i have learned in school

Far north of this countryside by Warrnambool

Everyday of life i do learn something new

Her lessons to say the least not of the few

I would be a stranger to many in Duhallow today

And some who know or know of me there would not have nice things to say

Since of Nature and her flora and fauna i rhyme in defense

And to some this does seem to cause some offense

Some by my rhymes offended i hear through the grapevine

But they are entitled to their opinions and this suits me fine

In rhyme on anyone i never mount a personal attack

And because of their opinions on anyone i never turn my back 

In the twenty first century humanity is becoming more tribal Worldwide

And some people become quite offended if you are not on their side

But i am one of the non tribal and do things in my own way

And if some do not like me for my opinions this too with me  is okay

People are people one has to suppose

And few do go hrough  life without making some foes

And though memories of what was in me does remain

I may never climb on old Clara again.