Forward to Mike Donnell&;s poem/play, Roger Casement 1916

None of the leaders of 1916 have touched the Irish as much as has Casement.  He dreamed of the destiny of Ireland.  And he was hung for his dreams.  When his body, or the remains and traces of his body, came home to a free Ireland, a sovereign Ireland, then the Irish for whom he... Continue Reading →

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