O SON,I LOVED MY NATIVE LAND,WITH ENERGY AND PRIDE
TIL A BLIGHT CAME OVER ALL MY CROPS,MY SHEEP AND CATTLE DIED
MY RENT AND TAXES WERE TO PAY,I COULD NOT THEM REDEEM
AND THAT'S THE CRUEL REASON WHY I LEFT OLD SKIBBEREEN
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THE GREAT FAMINE
SKIBBEREEN
1845 - 1850
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HAPPIER WERE THE VICTIMS OF THE SWORD
THAN THE VICTIMS OF HUNGER
WHO PINED AWAY,STRICKEN BY
WANT OF THE FRUITS OF THE FIELD
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IRELAND,S WORST SINGLE DISASTER,THE GREAT FAMINE 1845 - 1850
RESULTED IN THE DEATHS OF OVER A MILLION OF IT'S PEOPLE
WITH MORE THAN ANOTHER MILLION CONSIGNED TO THE EMIGRANT SHIP
SKIBBEREEN,EPICENTRE OF THIS HORROR SUFFERED MORE THAN MOST
OTHER PLACES,AND HERE IN THE FAMINE BURIAL PITS OF THIS CEMETERY
WERE PLACED THE COFFINLESS REMAINS OF C. 9000 VICTIMS
A CHILLING REMINDER OF MAN'S INHUMANITY TO MAN.
GO NDEANA DIA TROCAIRE ORTHU.